eight were good

the thing about blogging is the same lie they tell you about Saturday Night Live

“relax, they’re just sketches”

when people blog they should just write.

dont even look back. maybe ever. and for damn sure dont obsess.

tell us your truth, take a puff off of whats smoldering, and tell alexa to play rock music.

today i went to my shrink who i gotta tell you, i am still not sure if she likes me

i tell her incredible stories. i take responsibility for things.

im sure im funny.

but she doesnt seem one bit interested in most of it.

very odd. i dont get it. but i will say, sometimes saying things out loud

sorta like writing them down for the world to see

helps me figure out what to do.

in this case the answer is probably moustache-related.