Wow. I seriously need to print out all your comments from my last post and tape them on the walls above my laptop. I had no idea my fellow bloggers could motivate me and inspire me so deeply. I am extremely grateful for your advice and sincere wishes. Thank you so much, sweet friends! Hopefully you will be hearing more about my progress soon!
I think my writer's block has a lot to do with a few things happening in my life recently. Not just being depressed about my unemployment, but also my empty bank account, my dying 10-year-old laptop, and other crap. Other crap being people around me.
Have you ever felt like everyone around you is living in another world? Not, like, another world all together and you're the outsider, but where each person is in their own separate crazy world and you're in the real one.
For example, I have two friends right now who are driving me nuts.
One is a disillusioned alcoholic who believes things which aren't true. Seriously. He will sit there and talk about how Chicago is always warmer than Dallas in the winter, and argue with anyone who tries to contradict him. He doesn't do it to be an asshole. He is just that ignorant. He really has no clue. And now he hasn't spoken to me since I e-mailed him a map of the United States and the link to the Wikipedia page for "weather."
My other friend is a fragile flower who wilts at the slightest infliction. She is super touchy. You cannot say anything around this girl without her taking it personally. I could casually mention that I'm craving pizza and she would retort "you know I got sick from pizza six months ago. Why the fuck are you talking about pizza? That is so rude. Are you going to apologize?" Ummmm...
And then there are strangers. Strangers who don't say thank you when I let them cut in line at the grocery store with one item. Strangers who slam into me while walking at the mall and then glare at me, like I did something wrong by being there. Strangers who stare at me blankly when I ask if anyone can spare ONE PENNY so I don't have to charge my lunch at Chipotle. Or perhaps the Chipotle cashier who won't let the penny slide.
I'm so sorry for bitching. I just needed to get all that off my chest. It's frustrating dealing with these people.
To make it up to you, I am sharing this short video I recently discovered. If you want something to brighten your day, this will do the trick. It works for me every time.
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