Posted 3 years, 10 months ago in the late evening by moreno
writers block. jesus i cant even write a decent post. instead i leave you with this trite shite. so frustrated/bored/impatient. this is the worst part. i blame the distractions. namely, this computer sitting in front of me connect to this inner-net. so many temptations to surf the web for nothing, junk. what is this, what am i writing. and whats even worse, what the hell are you reading? i could have finished writing what i was working on, but instead i decide to post something? how does that work? pointless. when i was living in madrid in a family’s home, i had no internet. i was forced to sit in my room since i was broke and did not feel like socializing with my spanish “family”. so i wrote. i wrote a lot. and yes, i lost most of it, but still. i was quite prolific. now ive got this giant distraction in front of me saying “come waste your time, google the origins of the word “craft” and then check Paul’s blog 50 times. do i really need a computer in my room?? sure its done wonders when it comes to music, but thats about it. maybe i should get rid of these web browsers and just keep Soulseek. then maybe i could have finished what i was writing just now instead of posting this drivel. go back to work, henry. stop coming up with excuses. viva viva viva life and limb.
It could be worse. You could be watching a Barbie documentary on PBS. Did you know that a barbie doll is sold every two seconds?
thats just grotesque…whats PBS??
You capitalized my name and Soulseek, but left Jesus uncapitalized. I’m flattered. You need to get on the RSS bandwagon though.
itll be a cold day in hell before i capitalize jesus’ name. speaking of which, it is bloody cold out here.
wow — sounds like you had a great time in madrid. Every time i sign into aim you are on, you really should get out more.
oh really raman? why dont you ever say hello then? fucker.
i think our moment in time is over…the spark we use to have has faded. We can argue for hours over who is to blame — but the truth of the matter is that we must both look inside and reflect — and realize our love does have boundaries.
ah man. im laughing. el moreno you are a funny man.