There are a lot of things I do, that I’m not proud of. Most of them we won’t even get to here. There isn’t a domain out there suited for all the issues I have. Well … at least that I know of. I’m 25 years old and I live in Chicago. My life is on a pause, or at least that’s how it feels these days. My student loans seem to be the cost of living, pair that with my inability to keep a job and you have what I like to call the fiasco. Don’t worry, currently I’m employed.
Bottom line I can’t afford to get married, have kids, or buy a house yet because the student loans and credit card debt have to come first. However despite a lot of doubt I have managed to move out of my parents’ house and into my very first apartment with my boyfriend. Two years strong and I will live in a cardboard box before I go back. And before you say you’re parents can’t be that bad. You don’t fucking know the half of it. That I don’t think I can go back to having quiet sex.
Moving on, my dad calls my degree a degree in nagging because I majored in communications. He doesn’t believe it’s going to go anywhere and frankly I am going to fight to the death to prove him wrong. Like Jackie Chan I do all of my own stunts if I have to. Which brings me to my announcement; I’m working on a book. Aside from the poems, fan-fiction, and blogging, I will be attempting to publish and sell my very first Kindle Book. Now I know what you’re thinking, you and a million other people. But! I have written the story. I have done the research and god damn it I’m committed to this idea. Why not? What else do I have to lose? What if it flops? Who cares? I write another story and try again?
Hey, at the end of it all at least I can say I did it. I can say that while I was alive I didn’t just sit on my ass and talk about the dream. I can look my kids (or sisters kids, in case I don’t have any) in the eye and say “I walked up to the American dream and slapped it across it’s dirty red, white, and blue face to remind it I was there. But let’s be honest, like it could ever forget me. Ha!
So with that said and the announcement floating out there in the great internet beyond let’s just enjoy the fact that you’re still reading.
And as the great Kevin Smith says “Give that penis a sandwich.”