For some reason my head won’t let me start right in the middle of a thought or without first some sort of ‘hello’ post. This is the first one and the first of (hopefully) many. Do I need a mission statement or can I jump right in? I’m not sure, everyone around me, that is, everyone I know who has one of these electronic logs says I can do whatever I want. Is that true? I wonder. What I’ve come to realize in this short time is that it is not true. I cannot start in the middle with telling you about my day or, like I said before, mid-thought.
So here’s what I’ve got so far. That is, here is an up to date bulleted list of where I’m at – what I’m up to. I’ll add to this list in due time, but for now here are the most important things:
- I can’t poop.
- I’m leaving the country for 5 weeks.
- I’m a senior in college and 26 years old.
- I like english, but am not very good at it. Check my grammar for verification.
- When I said I can’t poop what I mean is that it has been 3 months since I’ve taken a poop without the aid of digestive helpers – medicine and crap.
- I live with my fiance. She’s a saint to put up with me half the time. Of course, she puts up with me all the time which gives her (in my book) a status somewhere up above saintly virtue.
- Someday, but not soon, – I have no credit – I want to purchase a scooter. I tell everyone it’s an choice motivated by economics (rising gas prices and all), but I’m lying. Okay, I should clarify that one, I rationalize it by talking economics, but I know my rationalization is a complete joke. So maybe I’m not lying.
- I have issues with anxiety. This isn’t whiny. I’m just putting it out there. It’s actually tied to the fact that I can’t poop. With the poop or lack thereof came a strange paranoia that I can’t shake. There’s been quite a few strange occurrences regarding that and I’ve worked up quite a small mountain of debt as a result, over two thousand dollars.
- Debt sucks when you have no job.
- Did I mention I’m unemployed? Not yet, but I just did.
- I can’t poop.
There you have it. That’s my introduction and probably the only part of this that will every carry that specific brand of personal journalism. Everything else, that is all posts to come, will come from either daily grime or fantastical exaggerations of life as I know it. I’ll make it as interesting not boring as I possibly can.
