yeah hi.
ok so since I wrote this post, about things closing and how that sucks and I don't know how to appreciate things right or something, two restaurants and a record store within 1/2 mile of my place unexpectedly closed. This is the vibe right now. This is a time of everyone failing despite their best efforts because money is worth pocket lint
who's doing ok? i want to know. landlords? You'll do great when everyone's homeless, you coalhearted toads you.
Meanwhile this weird thing (this thing? this?) surpassed 100k total views. The stats must be a lie, right? nobody's reading this. Anyway we're going back to bartering with goats, alright? if you don't have any goats you'll have to starve. It's goats or nothing.
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If you've read a post or two prior to now you'll know I sieze up under stress like a pillbug
I've had so much free time and I can't get anything done. A friend said to me recently "you already know how to starve. You just have to learn to make art at the same time." This is true. I don't think I'll ever learn though. Destined to live up to about 15% of my potential.
Tell me some stories of successful people who sat around and picked their nose until they were half a century old. Inspiring! this is what i need. send postcards of Grandma Moses paintings and ..just found a cute "artists who got started VERY late in life" ad forward click bait buzzword listicle (ew, ew) and one of the artists cited wasn't recognized until their 30s. no no no no no. that's not how this works
Grandma Moses and – oh boy man, it's is "30 is old" articles all the way down. what the hell gen z/alpha, what, whoever the fuck you are. Is it illegal to write listicles if you can conceive of adulthood? grow up.
WHO???? find the late bloomers and send me postcards about them. I'm just getting started in life. All those bands I went to see were just candy. I didn't even entertain the idea of being an adult until now. Let me live the rest of my life in peace. jerks.
