Just call me slacker
So I have 10 hand written pages of my life that need to be typed up. I got through page 3 a few nights ago but I haven’t motivated myself to get started on it again:/ I wrote these pages one day while at work during the giant rough patch in life when we were living in California. I didn’t write a date on these pages but I think it was shortly after Dave got the holy living shit beat out of him by the neighbor’s drunk stupid friends fuckheads. I had so many things going on and no one I could “truly” vent to. I was trying not to bombard Dave with anymore shit than he already had to deal with. Work was slow that day and I had done everything there was for me to do so randomly I just started writing about things that frustrated me, but I made the mistake of starting at day 1, birth. So I managed to make it to the point where we moved to California and all the latest shit began, but didn’t actually get into the stuff that started me on this venture to begin with. After furiously writing 10 pages by hand I couldn’t write anymore that day and to this day still haven’t picked up where my previous writings left off. But since I made this blog I figured it was time to get those words on the computer and prepare them for posting, and then continue on where my story left off. I think part of the reason I haven’t brought myself to finish typing it up is because I’m not sure about posting it up for the world (ha, I have 2 people that have looked at my blog so far) to see. Not because I don’t want people to know, I am a very open person and really could care less how much people know about me, but mostly because I’m not sure how some of my family would feel about some of the things I said. But the way I look at it, if they can’t accept me and what I say for what it is, then whatever. I mean, I’ve already warned that this blog may offend some people. Well anyway, I’m just rambling now, think the OTC store brand “sleep aid” is starting to take effect, thank god, maybe I will sleep well tonight. Point is, I’m a lazy slacker who doesn’t feel like typing up my life story but I swear I’ll get to it soon, in case anyone wants to know more about why I am the way I am. Peace out, bedtime for me. Yes, I just said peace out… *shrug*