Fatigue KOs Creativity

I don’t know if I should have said, “Disorganization (exemplified by the World’s Messiest Room ™) Is Destroying My Life.”

I want to be an efficient supermachine like some people I know, but you know, the Internet and like, stuff gets in the way. Being a total spazz case with money troubles doesn’t help. Or being bitter about not getting the props I crave. (That one’s for you, Gino. ;)) I really hate pointing people in this direction and then never getting a sign of life from them. Especially the people I know in person. It makes me want to go all 14-year old on MSN: “LiKe, wTF? OMFG! DaT is so FuhReakiN StooOoooPid!”

And get this…the hormones have already come and gone! Like WTF?! is right.

So you’l just have to wait another time for that bedroom story. If reason #953 for my bitterness is any indication, no one is waiting anyway so I’m the only one who suffers! Woohoo!

I figure I’ll come back closer to God and/or any number of things bigger than me after my Borneo trip. Then I’ll be able to write with a level head again. Only then I’ll be writing my many essays that are soon due instead of engaging in self-indulgent walks down memory lane.

Wish me luck as I head off into the wilds of Borneo with my 3 German and Australian male bodyguards. I’m off to Kota Kinabalu this evening. In 3 days, I scale the mighty Mt. Kinabalu wearing braces on my knees and ankles. In 5 days, I’ll be posing in front of the glorious mosques of Brunei. Bru-to-the-effin-nei, people.

Adventure beckons. Catch you on the flipside!



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