When you write, you write about yourself.

Don't tell me that I don't get introspective. I introspect all the fucking time. Perhaps I only talk about it when I am depressed. Maybe I journal, diary, only when I want to see my depression on the page. Hey, its better then Luis, he takes pictures of himself when he is really sad. I want to see those pictures, they sound like they would be really fun to look at, if I wasn't sad.

I also don't have a good memory. What kinds of shit do I need to remember? I remember my birthday, I remember what I have to do tomorrow, mostly. But what draws people to write about things? Who fucking knows. But if reading this, you will hear about how depressed I am right now, and if I only write when I feel depressed, Then this is going to be one sad ass blog, and not sad in not updated, and measly, and anemic, but sad like: shoot me, please.

How do you know when you are a good writer? when other people tell you that you are a good writer? Most of the people who know if you are a good writer are being flooded with requests from people that need to get told they are a good writer. and want to get paid.

I want to get paid.

But here, I just want to write about things that happen to me, specifically things that make me depressed. Being a positive person, I think I feel like I never want to dwell on things that make me depressed, but where are those stories when you need them? How do I get myself to remember what stories I have, which I can tell to the people reading this nonsense, which will spark interest in a way that I find interesting, which makes some sort of interest loop?

I think the best writers are people who sensationalize everyday life. Its easy to go to the ends of the earth, and then talk about things that your friends have never seen, but what about all the things that people see all the time, and make those things interesting? Let's try. Here are the things that were interesting in my day today:

Waking up early, is starting to be something I lust after. I want to be able to, have to wake up early and go to work. I want to be able to pay bills on time. This morning I did both by waking up early and writing an invoice. later they told me that I had charged them too much, and now they weren't gonna pay me after this one. I understand. They are the ones asking for all the research.

I went to work, I forgot my red ruler. its nice because it has a center measure. its also long and makes people get out of the way because I walk around with a huge red ruler, which says, "hey, I'm a big ruler which will hurt when I jam into your nuts, or crotch or whatever."

I wore my new patagonia hat today, I love this thing, but it makes my ears hurt. The plum trim makes the whole thing worth it.

People are continuing to get depressed about the economy. I figure I need to be making things for Walmart at this point. Maybe I should sell lights at Walmart, maybe I should have taken that job over at that boring place, but man that place was not sexy.

Things that are interesting to me today...
I saw this girl in black leggings and black glasses, sexy.
I like the construction lifts at the place we were working.
I wish my computer would start working again.
I got my Tizio lamp back, found on the street, $80 of repair.
Made some new lampshades, when you are depressed, making things is a good way to feel successful.
Fried chicken soup didnt really fill me up.


Goodnight.