Ever wonder what exactly you’re doing? I don’t mean right this moment, I mean in general, as in, what are you doing with your life? Or even in your life. Is life full of sitting on your ass, or could it possibly be full of going to a class or going to work, or playing golf all day with your trustfund buddies? That’s the question I want answered (not really thinking it will, so we’ll consider this to be all rhetorical…unless noted otherwise).
Me, I couldn’t tell you. I’m so twisted around and been flipped upside down and right side up, I’m beginning to think I’m a hamburger at some local bar and grill that no one seems to want because, well, it’s been on the grill for too long. Where am I going with this? I really don’t know, at this point, I really don’t care. All I know is this: like this blog (if you can call this that), my life is going nowhere…pretty fast. I guess that’s what happens when you’re in perpetual limbo school and life wise. If you don’t know me, then it might be good for you to know that I’m on the “Tommy Boy” college plan. Only I plan on staying a little longer than good ol’ Chris Farley’s character did.
So, there it is. I’m sure I’m not the only one who’s in this predicament. Or, maybe I am. All I know is, I’ve had opportunities, and they’ve aaaaaall slipped away. Kinda like that Yankee fan the other night who dropped not one, but two, count ‘em, T-W-O home run balls. Talk about batting a thousand, that kind of makes me feel better, seeing someone get so completely owned on national television over and over again. Yeah, I’m a cynical bastard, wanna fight about it?
So, there it is, my intro to me. Granted, not much of an intro, but hey, did you really have high expectations coming here and reading this garabage? (ok, this time, it’s your choice). I think I’m going to go back to finding a way to win the jack pot so I can wrap my misery in millions of green slips of paper.
