Things I've Learned Recently (and remain obvious)

I trust myself. Sort of.

Ganja improves my mood substantially. This is decidedly good and learned.

If you want to volunteer to go to war for God, GO TO WAR, for God’s sake! War is sustainable! More war means less people. On a similar note: If you want to have a baby, please don’t! Babies are not sustainable. And they are likely to go to war.

If your cat demands a massage, tell it to shutup.

If your dad asks you to cosign a bail to get him out of jail, tell him to shutup.

I have a lot of respect for myself currently. This too shall pass.

When the flash goes off, be photogenic. That is to say, be suitable for being photographed; or be produced, precipitated by light.

I’m more motivated to cut dairy out of my diet than I am to quit smoking,

I’m good in the sack! Somehow, this contributes to me trusting myself.

I have a love/hate relationship with work, and this relationship is actually a stoned/sober relationship.

I like Pale Hoarse and Temple Bell Song. Nice enchanting people with nice enchanting songs.

I’m repressing things I want to talk about in an effort to keep this list what it is meant to be: a list of random things that are coming to mind.

I’m worried that I could be falling in love…again. With a girl I don’t know, who lives elsewhere…again.

I’m stupid. I trust that.

I have some fucked up issues with intimate relationships, perhaps related again to stoned versus sober. Perhaps related to relatives. Perhaps related to me being stupid.

I should probably seek therapy.

I want therapy to seek me.

I need water.

Walter is the name of a man on my street who a woman yells at when I am typing and fireworks pop off on a block in the distance like faraway gunshots in my imagination.

The last link I made was a terrible tribute to Jens. Something better.

Sometimes I prefer to block out the noise with headphones. Listen. Listen. Listen.listen liste list.

Whiskey improves my mood substantially. Whether this is good or bad I have yet to learn.