1:13 p.m

Ok, just ignore my little spazz attack earlier 'cause I seem to have fixed the problem temporarily. I now have more pressing matters on my mind (of course, pressing might be a bit of an overstatement, though it sure does seem important to ME and, really, that's all that matters, haha).

So, I'm reading Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs by Chuck Klosterman, a truly entertaining book though it does sort of depresses me because I realize that I'm somewhat like him (that is, to say, I think too goddamn much over stupid things). Anyway, there's a little section that talks about Memento (those of you who have seen Memento should know the basic plot even if you don't truly GET it so I won't re-hash the gist here) and Klosterman writes that 'the strength of your memory dictates the size of your reality.' So, if you don't remember what's happened to you, then it never really happened. It's the whole tree falling in the forest problem...did it happen if no one remembers it?

So, the whole point is that this blog will have a new purpose: to perserve my memory, for ME. Should I ever succumb to Alzheimers or a really bad head injury, I will have a stupid little blog to remind me how pointless my life has been.

Forgettably yours,

X

Today I:
Woke up
Wrote my description without using 'to be' verbs
Mailed my canvassing kit (hopefully)