lucky thirteen

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Sorry i’m not writing much. I’m in the middle of another 13-day work week and it kind of sucks.

I feel like i’m letting my dogs down. They need more walks, more adventure. They deserve more than the five brief bathroom walks they get most days.

Every once in a while, some elite artist about my age will post a pic of themselves in their office. It will be a nice office in Toronto where they teach. And where they produce their professional work. And i wonder why that’s not me. And if it ever will be.

I don’t know how i went so fucking wrong in life. I had the smarts. And the desire. What went wrong?

I tried, i mean, i really fucking tried.

Too many manual labor jobs. They don’t build character, they consume your life. I wish i could examine the lives of the people that i envy and see how they got it right. I like to think they all had well-off parents. Or just more talent.

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Steamed vegetables.

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I’m beginning to feel pretty down about the very near future. I think the US is actually going to elect Mitt Romney on the basis of “he looks smart and white” and “Obama ain’t doing enough.” And it’s depressing. I can only hope that if this happens, he’ll govern in a very different way than he says that he will. 95% of what he says is pure blather about freedom and prosperity, but the other 5% is pure lunacy — raise taxes on the poor, slash them for the rich. Deficits? He openly puts forth plans that say, in simple math, that he wants to cut taxes so low that the national debt would balloon even more. And the teabaggers? The neanderthal fuckwits who claim that the debt is their number one issue? They fully support all of it. If it’s the opposite of Obama, they’re for it. Don’t care what it is. I wish Obama would give a speech in which he forcibly states his total opposition to drinking bleach, that there’s never an acceptable time to consume poisonous bleach. Many problems would be solved.

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