I watched Reign Over Me a little bit tonight. I had to leave the room. And *then* I got on the internet.
I started a secret blog for nights like tonight. Don't try to find it, you won't be able to. I can't just pretend to be awesome all the time. It would be nice to trust someone enough to be not awesome in front of them. Alas, this is my public face and it will remain all awesome all the time from here on out.
Successes:
Shopped for a locally-made mattress at a locally-owned store that won't make me broke. Plus a ten year warranty.
I sent out some messages.
I cooked myself an adventurous dinner from my produce box, Sweet Potatoes, Apples and Braised Greens.
I know that someday I'll be either healed or dead and either way I'll be very grateful. Can't wait.
because being awesome is more important than being real?
someday will be nice won't it, i'm working on someday too.
No one wants to be real anymore. It's too painful. Everybody just wants to have a good time.
Perhaps we can just select the real that we present to others. I won't be lying about anything, just emphasizing the parts that I enjoy and de-emphasizing the parts that no one wants to hear about. Those parts are out there in the ether somewhere, though. The great thing about digital media is that once the apocalypse hits, it will all be erased. After zombies eat my brain.