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| a man has dreams. a man thinks. |
damn i really don't know what to fucking say right now. i wonder what a normal person does when they blog, what is a blog, what is the point of a blog, what is the point of anything? well yeah those are just some of the thoughts i have streaming up in my skull. Is a blog used to vent emotions in hopes of reaching a catharis. Is a blog a medium used for up and coming rights to share their thoughts with large audiences, to see how markable they are. Is a blog a place to pick up chicks in the matrix. Is a blog a place where freaks and misits come to express themselves in hopes that some one might appreciate their struggle or life perspective.
god i have no idea. you ask oprah or some shit.
for me a blog is just a place to hammer out some thoughts when bored and vent some emo shit i have lingering in dark closets.
i bet more than anything i will find my next wife on this site and we will have amazing adventures and travel to exotic places like mexico where we will hang out with drug dealers, artists, muscians and find small puppies from dudes with mo hawks.
oh wait that already happened.
damn, finding a new lady is going to be hard.
so for now i will just head out into the great void of life and make akward advances on women who will use me for my penis and then head out for more successmen men with less sex appeal but more prestige points.
other than that? my brother is currently having some girl issues of his own. Apparently this girl played him pretty hard and did not speak to him for months. but last night armed with a drunk brain and infected with heavy emotions, she called him in a stupor to confess that her current boy friend is beating her.
I wonder what exactly she is looking for?
other and other and other than that.
I had a strange dream last night. no homosexual ones! I was at this amazing resort where you would ride a chair lift up and rollerblade down this concrete hill littered with amazing and spectucular jibs to get gnar on. I ended up running into this kid I hated in highschool and he invited me to have dinner with his mom and family. ( the house was located on conviently on the hill. Thanks brain!) his mom was kind of hot too! It was pretty weird, and i think the whole time i just wanted to kill the kid for being such a d bag in highschool. Dinner was pretty swell. We had pasta and played guitar. After dinner I went to go rollerblading and somehow found myself in a house with a latin couple. The dude was this rich kid who was having trouble growing up and he had a secret boy friend. I was the conflict mediator of the whole thing, but i did not tell the girl her boy friend was a closet gay. I figured that would be best for him to tell her. I also saw my old girl friend in the house and I think we made out and chewed gum together as we watched the sunset. I also dreamed of some blogs I could right. It was an exciting life in my brain at midnight! I guess if I was smart I would decipher this.
the gay kid represents me and my own blurry concept of sexuality
the gay kid also represents the fact that I am trying to hold on to the flavor of childhood while at the same time trying to assimilate into the wack world of adult hood.
my x girl friend was in there because i still think about her all the time, and i think my brain desire to make love to her sexy face again.
The fact i was conflict mediator represents my own role in life as I struggle with being a passivits in convertasional world.
the fact that I was dreaming about blogs just means im a fucking freak and should be on medication.
well thanks for reading.
i think it is pretty cool to go through your dreams and try to understand them.
the really question though is why do we have dreams, where do they come from, and what is the point of trying to solve csi crime stories with them
god only knows.
damn!
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Posted by squidhead on 2009-11-02 12:49:22 | Rating: | Views: 12
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