Let's write because it makes me feel good.

Let's write with no idea.

Let's party for no reason.

Let's celebrate being alive.

Let's be unhealthy for just a day longer.

Let's relish in our uncompromising mediocrity.

Let's set very reachable goals, like "Bet I can make this into that trashcan."

Let's put 8 dollars in the gas tank and wait twice as long to get the oil changed.

Let's run on fumes.

Let's complement our outfits as coordinating clothes requires the largest part of thought processing for the day.

Let's smile, laugh, and love despite suffocating in pain.

Let's live in Smyrna.

Let's work at O'Charleys.

We've come a long long way together

Graduating in two weeks...this is the best time of my life. Been having a lot of fun and loving every second of my time. Unfortunately this tends to create scenarios in which I cannot make the right decision all the time. For whatever reason I feel as if the people around me are on the brink of deciding I am not really as funny as I think I am, nor as good as a person as I believe I am. Ultimately I feel as if I am one step away from alienating myself. Which sucks...

But again, I'm having fun right? I think so.

Time to prioritize. I need two things right now. Job and Money. In the short term I may head to Taco Bell for a 5$ box.

Getting Smaller

Every time I make it back to the world I always seem to be missing something. In country song lyric words, I'm not as good as I once was...