PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Well, the job was more or less a disappointment on the first day. The people I work with are all pretty cool and I know my fair share, but I hate the environment. Think of it what you will, but old people freak me out. Especially these kind. They've got so much fucking time on their hands that they just sit there and point out everything that's wrong with everything. Not all of them are like, there are some really sweet ones that I've met so far. Keep in mind, this is just first-day-analysis, things will... Or, hopefully will get better. If they don't, well then fuck me.



And so on and so forth. JoJo's been keeping me busy. Such magic held in such an obscure fighting game. It makes me kind of sad that Capcom glorified all of their re-hashed shit and barely made any mention of this game.



Life hasn't really been too poetic lately. I doubt that it matters too much, since there's probably a total of three to four people who read these anymore. I've been more or less disappointed in myself overall for a while. I haven't been able to draw, barely even a doodle. Poems have been coming as more and more of a rarity. And well, I've grown extremely depressed over the fact that I can't create good music. But oh well, shit happens in life.



So this weekend might turn out to be a colossal disappointment. Who knew? I suppose that I just didn't want to think of what was likely and what wasn't. Maybe I'll just go to Cheryl's and DDR with everyone, though I doubt I'll really feel like doing much of anything after a somewhat crappy week and a few hours of work. Jennifer's is saturday, hopefully that'll be fun. Hopefully Sean can go. Hopefully Andrew'll be ok. It seems that when the school year comes back from its tired hibernation, everybody suffers. For some reason, I thought this year would be completely different. I guess it just goes to show you how gullible I can be at times. Or just how stupid.



So we're back to square one. I shall rely on up and coming game releases to drive me forward. Sure, it didn't work last year and it probably won't work now, but everybody needs something to look forward to. Am I right?



One of the few concerts I wanted to see got cancelled recently, but that's all right; Mitch Hedberg is on his way. If that gets cancelled.. Well, fuck Bogarts.



Atleast I've gotten to toke up within the last week. The world seemed alive and fascinating again for a few hours. Wendy's never tasted so damn good.