Slowed Down Trip To Hell

Tomorrow is the much awaited day of drinking green beer all day long. I can't partake much until the evening hours, but I say have at for everyone else. Huzzah! It will be a day of debauchery. A day of drunken fools and bad mistakes and green vomit everywhere. Paint that city green.

One more day of horror and I'm off to the southern states for a week. Tomorrow starts the slowed down trip to hell. It's what I like to call the aftermath of spring break. When we all get back and wonder what the fuck we've done with our lives and where the hell we're going. Match that with graduation and papers and books stacking up and I'm going to grow another beard in two days just to pull it out. Technically, I'll be free at 10:45 tomorrow morning. But really that just means I'll have a week to let things get backed up. Walking to get my faux diploma (because they mail them out now) just seems like an odd dream. But it's coming much faster than I know. And beyond it is the world. Will I be able to leave a mark? Will I be able to get anything published? I should do more work on that honestly. Will anyone ever read this and think, I didn't know my favorite author maintains a terrible blaug. I can only hope so. So many things I want to do. I'm just not good enough at anything to be able to do them.

So with that I feel like I've led you astray. Hey these aren't funny, bearded freak! Fuck off. I'm doing the best I can.

Did you look away? Did you! You better keep those eyes on that mother fucking prize. Little shit. Horrorscope.

The sky will seem more gray than usual. But behind it is sunshine. Don't struggle with it. You won't be able to see it. Give in to the grey (I don't know which to use so I used both). Let it seep into your bones. Then one day it will break out of you. Like a bright torch in the middle of a dark alley; illuminating everything. Oh fuck though. Turns out there is a big dog in the alleyway and he wants your balls (ovaries if you're a girl). He probably wouldn't have cared if it were still dark. Oops. Time to run bitch.

I wonder just how much of my time I might be wasting writing something that no one reads. Not even me, after they are said and done. I think I might do a drunk post tomorrow. Ya know, to fully celebrate the holiday. Good luck green team.

Read too far ahead in the book of his life and is wondering, should I wait to catch up or just keep reading ahead to see what's going to happen, or just read ahead to see what decision I'll make,
LQ