R.I.P. Mitch Hedberg.
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For dedication purposes, some quote from the comic genius himself:
"I want to be a race car passenger: just a guy who bugs the driver. "Say man, can I turn on the radio? You should slow down. Why do we gotta keep going in circles? Can I put my feet out the window? Boy, you really like Tide."
"I think Bigfoot is blurry, that's the problem. It's not the photographer's fault. Bigfoot is blurry. And that's extra scary to me, because there's a large, out-of-focus monster roaming the countryside. Run. He's fuzzy. Get outta here."
"Pickles are cucumbers that sold out. "
"I think Pringles initial intention was to make tennis balls. But on the day that the rubber was supposed to show up, a big truckload of potatoes arrived. But Pringles is a laid back company. They said "Fuck it. Cut em up." "
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So to sum things up, I've just been really out of it.
I'm having a really, really hard time coping with my feelings.
Like being lonely. Missing Nate. Being very un-confident. Watching things fall apart, pretty much.
I'm waiting for the sun to come out - I'm waiting for someone or something to put a couple stitches in my heart and soul.
You get out there and you see a whole new side to things, you meet a whole new variety of awesome people, and along with that, assholes of all shapes and sizes.
In the end though, it's like there's this little black hole you always crawl back into. You always come back home, somewhere inside of yourself.
A magnet, also, if you will.
I think this place needs a little redecorating, and a new occupant or two. Or maybe just an old one to move back in.
Although, certain people, like ones from this particular website, are very good to talk to and make me feel so much better.
Later.
<333
For dedication purposes, some quote from the comic genius himself:
"I want to be a race car passenger: just a guy who bugs the driver. "Say man, can I turn on the radio? You should slow down. Why do we gotta keep going in circles? Can I put my feet out the window? Boy, you really like Tide."
"I think Bigfoot is blurry, that's the problem. It's not the photographer's fault. Bigfoot is blurry. And that's extra scary to me, because there's a large, out-of-focus monster roaming the countryside. Run. He's fuzzy. Get outta here."
"Pickles are cucumbers that sold out. "
"I think Pringles initial intention was to make tennis balls. But on the day that the rubber was supposed to show up, a big truckload of potatoes arrived. But Pringles is a laid back company. They said "Fuck it. Cut em up." "
___________________
So to sum things up, I've just been really out of it.
I'm having a really, really hard time coping with my feelings.
Like being lonely. Missing Nate. Being very un-confident. Watching things fall apart, pretty much.
I'm waiting for the sun to come out - I'm waiting for someone or something to put a couple stitches in my heart and soul.
You get out there and you see a whole new side to things, you meet a whole new variety of awesome people, and along with that, assholes of all shapes and sizes.
In the end though, it's like there's this little black hole you always crawl back into. You always come back home, somewhere inside of yourself.
A magnet, also, if you will.
I think this place needs a little redecorating, and a new occupant or two. Or maybe just an old one to move back in.
Although, certain people, like ones from this particular website, are very good to talk to and make me feel so much better.
Later.
FUCKING AWESOME.
Like you.