So the legend goes… A fellow named Jeremiah, drunk off a cheap 40 oz, and half a bottle of budget vermuth, shouts out that he is hungry. A mysterious unknown man speaks out. “You know what would be good right now?” Jeremiah responds “Yoshinoya?”. The unknown man replies with “Yes, but wouldn’t it go well with hawaiian style macaroni salad from L&L?”. They both agreed and vow that one day the two fast food entrées would be brought together… THE DAY CAME TODAY
Sometimes I wish I had a little hut somewhere, where things are easier. I would have a fish market and sell fish and fish products. The simpler life. Im a simple man, and sometimes this everyday world is too much for me. Most likely not, but I think so. There are some people that strive to live in this fast pace status driven world. I really don’t give a fuck. I live life for myself and others I love. I don’t give a fuck about others that don’t fit in that. Some call that ruthless. I just think I’m being real. It’s not like I’m screwing people over, or treating people badly. Im a good person and treat others based on how they treat me. I try to keep it simple. But with doing that makes things more complicated with others that don’t share the same ideologies.
I’m feeling somewhat ill. My head hurts, my muscles ache, and my stomach is woozy. Most people would know that they are sick. Not me! Another reason for me is that I could just be thinking too much of it, and I’m being compulsive. I am probably not even sick. Those that know me, know that I am borderline OCD. I gotta relax or I really will get OCD. Knock on wood. See what I mean!!! Well, with me feeling sick, my mind is like a whirlwind. One sec I’m worried about having cancer, one sec HIV, one sec Alzheimer’s Knock on wood. If someone mentioned to me that what I was feeling meant I was turning into a orange, I would probably even believe that. Trying to be a perfectionist has made me this way… I think.
I started my day earlier today then usual. Im trying to get my life back out of the hectic routine I’ve been in for the past year. I need to get my sleep/wake schedule back to something manageable. I need to start doing things that will stimulate my mind creatively. Hopefully I get back on track. From then, everything else will come naturally I think. Or that I hope. My life can be more enjoyable and I can have more to look forward to. All I have to look forward to is spending time with my girlfriend or getting things in the mail from one of a million hobbies I pick up to distract me from everyday stress.
Another day is here. The last day of my weekend to be exact. I still have not started my day. My sleeping and waking schedule is not like a normal person. I have no problem with it, but others make me feel like it is bad. It doesn’t really matter to me what time I wake up. I really don’t give a shit what time “normal” people wake up. It’s not like I will be interacting with them anyways. I just hope today will be a good day. I need this relaxation before I go back to work on monday.
Me and my girlfriend really don’t know what to do today. I would sit at home and watch television like 87.6% of the US population but there is nothing on but b-grade movies and sports. I despise sports and b-grade movie make me feel depressed for some reason. I remember sundays to be less depressing as a kid. I looked forward to cartoons. Even though sunday cartoons were b-grades they were still good enough to spark my imagination. Channel 13 which is now here UPN ran two cartoons I used to love to watch. One called “King Arthur and the Knights of Justice”, and another called “Double Dragons”. When I look back on my memories of sundays as a child, these cartoons come up first in my head. After the cartoons are played, Soul Train comes on. When that fucken train comes on the screen and I hear Don Cornelius’s deep ass voice, I know there are no more cartoons for the weekend. Thats when the depression comes in and I go out with my parents, the majority of the time to china town. Fuck…
The majority of us have heard that song from Ice Cube, and we all have had good days in way. I find that with many problems we have in life there are some points in a day in which makes a good day. Negatives shouldn’t highlight our day, but the good points in our day should highlight them; whether it be looking at the sky or something significant of that nature. We as people tend to focus on the negative, but we all should focus on the positive. So that we all can have a better out look on life, The negative should play a minimal role in our days, where as the positive should be the prominent focus of out day. If we look at life with a positive view we all would most likely benefit from it. If we look at life through negative views we tend to view life as bleak. Life is a beautiful struggle between good and bad; life in essences us a beautiful thing that we are conceived from the bases of life; therefore we should charise it.