Cuz I's crazy nots to!

First off, I'd like to thank my good friend Ms. Prokott for showing me the on-line scribe universe that is Blog. Thank you. The timing of this e-mail is almost serendipitous considering my mood lately. I'm getting very frustrated here in bumble F Wisconsin where I do nothing but work, complain about not doing real work but sit on my ass until four in the morning and sleep until two in the afternoon until I have to go to work again. I have hundreds of ideas in my head and no outlet to bring them to. I can't write for myself anymore because I feel like I'd just be wasting my time. Instead of making movies I rent them. Instead of going back to school I try to teach myself. And instead of reading or writing I sit around the apartment with my fat cats and wonder why they can gain weight so easily and I can eat a 20 piece, a big mac, and an order of fries at Micky D's without gaining a pound since high school.

Reading over this...what should I call it? Essay? Paragraph? Train of random how the hell did I end up in Wisconsin bullshit? Whatever it is, it's not as depressing as it sounds. I really do thank Jean for showing me this because writing is good for us writers who like to write the written word, right? I don't know where that came from but I'm keeping it in here just because I can. Well, my hands are freezing so I'm going to make me some hot cocoa, finish another bag of my mom's great Christmas cookies to try and gain a bit more weight...Fight Club is on. Gotta go.

Peace out!