Not that you care,
The good Doctor has taken a sabbatical.
Happy Christmas, go fuck yourself.
With nothing but love,
-Yours Truly
FYI
| Me: | I'd like a glass of water and a bourbon enema, please. |
| Female Acquaintance: | Can you not be weird for like 5 minutes?? |
| Me: | No. Absolutely not. |
This is the only remedy that I prescribe to my patients.
My Lazy Year
Ho-hum, what the hell. I might as well cut this one open…
2011 has been the absolute laziest year of my life. Seriously.
So lazy, in fact, that I got behind on procrastinating. That’s messed up.
My creative output has been so minimal that I can’t even look back on this year around my time of eventual death and be anywhere near proud of what I accomplished.
Why?
Why didn’t I go anywhere? Why didn’t I do more? I had the time, maybe not the money. I let things slip by so fast and without a care.
I had bouts of depression which, after all the emotion was rung out of the brain towel, turned into damp apathy. I didn’t and still don’t give a fuck about too much at this moment.
I’ve spent nearly an entire 12 months putting in the bare minimum; creatively, professionally and intellectually.
I spent more time focusing on my own hedonistic tendencies by attempting to party out the woes of the now. This has lead to a collapse in ambition.
Even so, I haven’t experienced anything different. I haven’t taken the time to do anything or go anywhere different and exciting. I haven’t been enlightened one bit by doing the same-old, same-old routine. All that’s changed is the time and the weather.
Celebrating my own disdain for life has been obviously unrewarding and inevitably self-defeating. I don’t like this situation I’ve put myself in, believe me.
What to do?
Well, thanksgiving is around the corner for us Americans. While I don’t have too much to be thankful for this year, I certainly am grateful that a new year is around the corner. A new year where change and productive action can take place on a clean slate.
I hope that, within a few months time, I will regret writing this. Time to move on.
$1,000 Dollar Bill, 1928
Featuring Grover Cleveland the 22nd and 24th President of the United States, the only president to serve two non-consecutive terms (1885–1889 and 1893–1897).
See more large denomination notes at this wiki page.
Somebody has a birrrtthddddaaayyy
Growing up with public broadcasting and pseudo-intellectual parents in 1980’s Boston, I will say that Carl Sagan was the closest thing to a God that I have ever experienced.
HBD and RIP.
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