Saturday, September 14, 2019

[Legacy Journal] February 4, 2018: Good Times and Obvious Lines



Heyyyy!


I'm getting ready to meditate as usual, and I feel rejuvenated. My jacket stinks, but that's okay. Today will be ...


today. 


 Obviously channeling my inner Captain Obvious...
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I think I've got the pattern down [to having a good day.] And it's that there isn't a set pattern. So fuck adherence to laws. I will upturn the paths.


And this jacket fucking stinks...


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I'm in Mr. Ditkovichs' class chilling before first period. I just sent off the Agenda for Wednesday's meeting. I felt anxious before. But, I feel the confidence, and the power flowing back into me. I'm going to knock this fucking week out of the park. It's almost inevitable.

Biatches.








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Of course I had a great day. The tall order is having a great one tomorrow...




To Sum Things Up...


Howdy.


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Yeah, I know it's been a while. 

Pull up a seat, I've got some stories for you.


So last I left I was still making sandwiches. Fuck all that. I found out I was spending more money  than I was making doing that gig, so I fucked off. (And I mean fucked off.) After I left that place I did a month at the zoo. That was a good time. I met cool people, got into stupid arguments, and listened to tons of dope ass music. Cam Newton visited once and ribbed me about dancing to Rick Springfield. That was a good day.

My perspectives are different. Being in an position of authority has somehow resulted in me having even less respect for authority. I empathize with customer service and fast food workers. I'm not nearly as nervous around girls as I was before. Which tends to happen, when you realize the cutest girls can be ... annoying.



"Why yes I am sexy, but the price is still three dollars, babe."
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I've drank, I've fought, I've cried, I've sang with strangers and friends alike. My mentor would be proud.


He's smiling down at me from heaven...
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So many changes, yet I'm still the same person. At least fundamentally. Strange ain't it?


Want to hear some more about it? I'll be back.

Eventually...