Just sent off the forms that could change my life forever. Sleep tonight could go either way.
Just sent off the forms that could change my life forever. Sleep tonight could go either way.
“This is a time in my life where everything is falling apart, but at the same time it’s all coming together”.
Have I typed that before? I must have.
Nothing is ever pure. Whenever you’re happy it’s not 100%. There is always something wrong. Being 30 has been amazing and stressful. Simple and confusing. Happy and… well mostly happy. I’m more equipped than ever to handle these grown up problems.
I’ve been writing lots of goals lately. I have the best shit ever in my life right now. Best job in the world, best girl in the world, best friends in the world…. I think that makes up for anything money is voiding me of. I guess this shit is mine to lose.
So….. outside of living on a tropical island for my post-40 twilight years, I am aiming now to stay as healthy as I am, get out of debt in three years, get completely off any drug no matter how inconsequential and to keep liking myself as much as I have this last two months. Nail those four and the tropical island will follow. I think.
It’s weird, I kinda always assumed (and to a certain extent, hoped) I’d die before the age of 30. Granted I’ve got a week and a half for some kind of beautiful tragedy to take me away, but it kinda seems like I may have to readjust my entire outlook here. Maybe I do have to plan for some kinda shitty future after all instead of trying to waste away the shitty present.
Great, more food for thought. Just what I needed.
Sonic Youth - Wish Fulfillment
Waking up and literally laughing so hard at the events of the night before. I may be going to jail but it was probably worth it.
I’m so obsessed with this song. It’s the opening song from the movie Drive. I can’t stop listening to it, it makes me stoked every time.
Tattoo artist Ryan Fitzgerald from Dayton, OH was hit with a $100,000 lawsuit last week by his ex-girlfriend Rossie Brovent. She claims that her boyfriend was supposed to tattoo a scene from Narnia on her back but instead tattooed an image of a pile of excrement with flies buzzing around it.
Apparently, Ryan found out that Rossie had cheated with a long-time friend of his, but instead of confronting her about it he acted like everything was normal and hatched a plan for revenge. Originally, Rossie tried to have Ryan charged with assault, but the ingenious tattoo artist had covered his bases by plying Rossie with wine and tequila shots and getting her to sign a consent form that stated the design was “at the artist’s discretion.”
No word from Rossie on whether the illicit night of passion with Ryan’s friend was worth it. Moral of the story? Never cheat on a tattoo artist.
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