critically acclaimed

i like muffins and other non commital ideals

so i was eating my muffin this morning and i had an epihany. ok that's a lie. but i am eating a muffin right now and typing. ok that is another lie. i have been searching the past couple of days for something inspiring to write about since i have had little or nothing to say in the past days. most of resolve has been spent fighting the tyranny of young conservatives and mourning the loss of cereal in my household (i haven't gone to the grocery store). so translation i am bored and have nothing to talk about. so really this essay is a test to see if i can write anything symbolizing a relevant post since there is nothing to talk about. i thought about analyzing the purposes of summer relationships in addition to discussions of marriage within the same vicinity. or translation waaaaayyyyy to many people that i know are talking about marriage and i am not. this bugs me. also the aforementioned girl nex door is trying to keep her claws in me as i am being commital and noncomittal at the same time. summer is a unique being to encounter. last summer i spent most of it being care free and relaxed. this summer i have spent it torn, broken, confused, bewildered, and drunk. big difference when this was supposed to be my last summer of fun before entering that real world thing.

what is interesting is that this three month period of the year can seemingly begin to define you as a person. i have been able to look back on my various summers and look at what i have done and how it has affected me. i think the truth is that this summer is the first time where it didn't feel like summer anymore. as a young kid you dreamed of the days when you didn't have to do anything and you could enjoy summer. now all it is is work, bills, and worry. so the real question is....is summer vacation over for me for the rest of my life. have i made that final step forward. or has my brain taken so much alcohol and personal abuse that i can't tell the difference anymore. oh well.

posted by critically acclaimed @ 8:03 AM