Captain’s Log Fif Teen

Spent so much time dwelling on my unfinished posts that I didn’t even try to make new ones. What kind of blogger have I become? What the hell has happened to my blog!? While sitting and eating I just had a sick lady with TERRIBLE makeup sit down next to me and take off her shoe while openly coughing… Can’t make this stuff up. Annddd she just squeezed in closer so that one of her friends could sit with us.

Got a little further with the Christmas series last year than the year before. Maybe I just need to focus on making posts, no matter what they are, and not worrying about not finishing a series. I’ll get back to them, eventually. I just described my fiction as ‘dark’ and she responded with “I’ll be ok. I read 50 Shades and that was really dark.” We have very different opinions on what ‘dark’ is. The more I talk about my writing the more I realize how common it is for people to not know the difference between nonfiction and fiction. 

It’s getting increasingly hard for me to justify injustice. I feel like I’m the only person who thinks “love you” is like 1000 times less personal and meaningful than “I love you”. I’m working on a post about sex and I have to ask, since it’s relevant, is it ok for me to use a picture where you can see the outline of my ‘business’ in my pants? I mean, on a scale of 1-10, if you were my girlfriend, how much would this upset you? I wonder how many animals are nocturnal simply because it’s in their best interest to avoid humans. On those same lines, it’s odd how “domesticated animals” will eat themselves into obesity when kept in captivity or as pets but won’t do so out in the wild. 

Does anyone read these logs anymore? Just came across a penny, face up, in a urinal. Should I pick it up for good luck? I know that it’s weird for a straight guy to talk about how good another straight guy’s D is, but Ray J’s D is so good that him having sex with a girl turned her little sister into a billionaire. I can’t compete with that. It’s weird how having company over can make you feel uncomfortable going to the bathroom in your own house.

I seriously don’t have time to do like 90% of the things that I enjoy doing. It’s becoming increasingly frustrating not being able to do what I love. Whenever I tell someone that I’m not a big cat person and they respond with the “my cat acts more like a dog” crap it just makes me dislike their cat even more. These posts are going to be late. I don’t care, I’m going to finish them. I have to finish them.

I just hope can find/make the time to finish. It’s always easier to deal with someone mistaking your kindness for flirtation when they’re unattractive. Annddd I’m pretty sure my kindness just got mistaken for flirtation, and she’s far from unattractive. Yep, this is going to be interesting. So, I was legitimately trying to read a girl’s shirt today at my workout and I’m pretty sure that she thinks that she just caught me looking at her cleavage, awkward. Annddd I’m back!

I can’t believe I took so much time off. Well, that’s not completely true, I had my reasons. Also, I just did a quick check as I was editing this, turns out I have unfinished drafts dating back to May, of 2018. Anyhoo,I’m here now, let’s get silly! And as I usually state (to some effect) whenever I return from a hiatus, there’s going to be a couple changes to this blog… Standby.

Until next time, “urinal” going to have to deal with some cringe worthy dad jokes in the near future. Smile and nod. Just smile and nod.

P.S. No, I did NOT pick it up. I did almost get caught taking a picture of it though… Awkward…

10 Comments Add yours

  1. CLEvangelism says:

    “I feel like I’m the only person who thinks ‘love you’ is like 1000 times less personal and meaningful than ‘I love you’

    ^ An ex knew that when I gave him a sing-songy, “Love you,” I was being sarcastic/flippant. He started doing it back, lol.

    I’m glad you’re back and even more glad you didn’t touch that penny. 😉

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    1. So, I have this weird superstitious thing with pennies that I probably should have mentioned. When I find one face up I honestly believe it will somehow brighten my day, so I pick it up. And when I find them face down I turn them over to hopefully bring good luck or whatever to the next person who finds it. I must have stood there for a good give minutes (in my head… It was probably more like 30 seconds lol) debating on whether or not it would be worth it to MacGyver a contraption to help me grab/clean it lol.

      The “love you” thing kills me haha I would have followed suit and done it back as well. With your same tone and gestures haha the whole shebang.

      It’s funny, I was actually going to to reach out to you earlier today but I got sidetracked with work. Stop reading my mind Cle!

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    2. CLEvangelism says:

      Annnnd now I’m wondering who DID fish that penny out with a MacGyver-like contraption and whether it’s in my purse. Ewwww… *cries*

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    3. I wonder if pennies taste like pennies or if we’re actually tasting a mixture of Penny and years of caked on youdontevenwanttoknow from its time in circulation… And with that, I’ve both lost my appetite AND come up with an idea for a short story lol I’m sorry, and you’re welcome

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    4. CLEvangelism says:

      There’s probably also a million dollar idea for an appetite suppressant in there somewhere…

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    5. Oh, and thanks for the welcome back!

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  2. Haha glad I could help!

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  3. Brandy Gonzalez (Olson) says:

    In totally reading these and it made my morning lol. Hope all is well with you dude.br

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    1. Wait lol how the hell did you find this?

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