Unba//anced


"we all live in our own prisons, brendon"

click here to see a drawing of me

bored with the interweb
tired of the way i write
listless about my jobby

i have ideas about my future
using writing as the creative outlet
using writing and computers as a job/service/non-profit educational thing to help people

i have ideas for projects to keep me learning and challenged (because if you, gentle readers, haven't figured it out yet - i need to keep learning and to have creative challenges of mine or others' making or else i'll fade away into nothingness)

yet i'm sitting here blogging about nothing....

is it ennui
melancholy
procrastination
fear of failure
blah
blah
blah
bs psychoanalyzation
all just various means of putting off
the inevitable
something possibly important
destiny
just getting something done to justify my existance



current mood: chill
current noise: "it's time to pay the price" from home movies season three

1 responses to “"we all live in our own prisons, brendon"”

  1. # Anonymous Anonymous

    at least you don't look like me:
    http://www.etsu.edu/philos/classes/tudico/images/sisyphus.jpg

    ~miss w  

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