Today was a positive day, but I think it might have been because I chose to ignore the abstract stuff going on and look to the concrete. There was a feeling that I missed something, but I have no idea what.
There is an unofficial summer project in 489. Again, I know my luck. I just wish I wasn't so hopeful. Hope calls to disappointment like poo calls to flies.
How do you convince someone that it's really not them, but it's you? Or if it is them, that it's not a bad thing. It's like when the ex miscarried those two times; it broke my heart, but it was most likely for the best. It still hurt, even with the correct rationality.
Rationality can really suck. It's why I'm here in the first place, after all.
About Us
- Zeepdoggie & GringO
- Chicago, Illinois, United States
- There are two of us, we bloggers. First, there is Zeepdoggie, who is best summed up with the quote, "full of sound and fury, signifying nothing." He's sometimes funny. Then there is GringO, who does the art thing well, is more often the funny one, and has exceptionally poor customer service skills, so don't ask him for shit. We are not a couple, despite what everyone suggests. We have in common: hatred of retail, being broke, musical tastes, unformulaic comedy,and hyperaggressive tendencies. The things we differ on: who we find attractive (sometimes), family upbringing, future goals (or lack thereof), artistic talent, and our ability to grow facial hair (one day, GringO, one day...).
City of Chicago
Ground Zero
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