Fuckin’ On The Couch

I wrote it, so I published it, but I’m not exactly proud of what I wrote this morning. I’m not proud often of my writing, if I’m being real with you. Sometimes it’s hella on point, but sometimes it’s just negative emotions being expressed to the few people who actually listen to me, and why would they want to hear that shit? Why would anybody want to hear that shit?

Honestly, I just need to change things up over and over again I find what works for me, that’s what I think. I’ve got some good progress with my hip-hop right now. In fact, I’m actually waiting to start a video chat with one of the members of the Cipher team so we can figure out why I can’t mint tracks. I haven’t been able to do it. And now that I know everyone else has been able to do it I’m like…yo. Now I feel like I’m missing out! Haha.

So I’ve got three things going for me. Hiphop, kava, and my job.

They just told me the call will start in 30 minutes. I was going to go to the restaurant supply store today and see about getting some buckets and ladles. The place is open until 6, so I could still get it done. I might still get it done. We’ll see. That task won’t be as easy as hiphop. I’ve considered what it will take for me to get out there. I’m torn between sending the emails or getting the supplies first. I could definitely just send out the emails. There is no need to wait. I could be writing those instead of writing this haha. Except it’s not funny.

x. Spark Twain