I guess "scared" is the real emotion I feel. Terrified would probably be more accurate, though.

I had a terrible dinner at Temperance Hall (Looking Glass Lounge, apparently), and afterwards walked over to my mom's house for a ten PM word brawl. I realize that I should have subscribed to the notion that your parents aren't useful to you past the age of 18 early on. My mom is worthless. My mom is nothing without me.

I wish I knew the right thing to do at this point, but all I can think of is to continue to drink.

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A writer of fictions?

I am a writer. A writer of fictions.

Especially now, since I haven't written in a good few months. I'm having a drought. Its a big problem.

Maybe its because I haven't had any inspiration, or because I've been too busy with other things, like loans and securing the finances for it. Maybe its because I've just been disheartened with my ability to write. Maybe this isn't for me. Maybe I should just get a job in real estate, or in accounting. Maybe I should just give up.

But I know that I only exist in my writing, and thats what moves me forward. Which sucks, on one level. But is so great on another. Read more!

Life Manifesto

I have a new life manifesto, and, being a homosexual, I've managed to organize each of my four new resolutions into each of the four characters of Sex and the City. So, here it goes.

Life Manifesto
June 1, 2008

1. Carrie. Make more friends. Be more friendly. Be more spontaneous.
2. Miranda. Remember Captain Crunch? Yeah, run on the runway, take your fitness seriously.
3. Charlotte. Eat right. Eat well. Cook more. Try the pescatarian thing again.
4. Samantha. Despite our natural tendencies, don't cheat. Don't encourage yourself to make bad choices.

So there you have it. Think I can do it? We'll see... Read more!