...Without a strong rhyme to step to.
Think of how many weak shows you slept through...
Blog resurrection. Where to begin? Well, I could tell you all about how I got fired from my old job, how much that stung the ol' ego (still does), how good it felt to learn that they were largely unable to maintain what I had built for them there, and how many of the employees from the subsequent fallout have approached me and now I have my own failing business. But honestly, none of that really matters.
So what does matter? I'm not sure of that either. What I can do is keep thinking about my own death every day. Meditate on it. Realize that it's not my enemy, but my only true friend in the world. Remember that I could die right this very instant, and it would all be over. Then, I can ask myself, if that were to happen right now - me kicking the bucket as I'm typing this drivel - would I be ok with leaving life like this? Am I ok with the decisions I've made?
Well then, that said Alexis and I have recently decided we should tie the knot, what with a 2 year old and all. Also, my ex wife is going through a breakup and doesn't have a place to stay, so Alexis invited her to live with us for a while.
Hey come on, it'll be great! All the trouble of bigamy with none of the BJ's!
You know what? I don't wanna talk about it anymore.
Welcome back, fuckers.
One final note: Whatever you say say nothing, when you talk about you know what.
Just trying to do right in case I suddenly die.
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