Between the maddeningly good storytelling on Dexter, Mad Men, Breaking Bad, House MD and The Office (and, sure, yeah, Community, Glee and 30 Rock deserve honorable mention), I don't much feel like resuming writing. Even though there's no reason to do so in the first place.
But I want to be writing. Late last night, I wrote in my head, lay in bed and scribbled out thoughts in the margins of my brain, wrote so many pieces, leaping from one target to another, so sure I should be up, writing.
Not necessarily here. Just - in a file. Somewhere I could tuck into a slot on the hard-drive and - let drop. Away. Away from my psyche.
I haven't been able to get away from my thoughts in recent past. Part of that is, yes, having hiked apace from writing blog posts, but the other part is -- lots of parts. Little pieces. But this isn't a puzzle. And I'm not attempting to solve it, even if it WERE a puzzle stop looking at me like I'm double-teaming this entry with a television show okay FINE. I am. It's Community. That lead guy is hot, in a not-that-hot-but-super-funny-enough-to-gloss-up-the-looks-a-skoshke. And he kinda reminds me of that one guy I was nuts about in the late nineties, the one I thought was the one until I found out he was married. Good thing I didn't fall into the LUUVVVV with HIM. HahahahHAHAHa. Boo yah. Showed him. Yeeeeaaaaah.
Uh.
I'm gonna go get some punkin cheesecake.
It's homemade. WITH FRESH PUNKIN.
Yo.
Enjoy that cheesecake.
When I'm done with my day, most days I just wanna veg in front of the TV, too.
Posted by: Kyla | November 05, 2009 at 05:19 AM
love you.
Posted by: slouchy | October 30, 2009 at 05:37 AM