Quote of the day- building manager edition
"Wow, your fridge looks so much better without all those magnets on it."
That's right-- it was my fridge magnets that were sullying up the image of my apartment.
Random babblings from my world.
"Wow, your fridge looks so much better without all those magnets on it."
That's right-- it was my fridge magnets that were sullying up the image of my apartment.
Prattled off by Princess Pointful at 11:29 PM
Organize my thoughts!: quote of the day
9 comments:
An insight into the psyche of a building manager...
Depends what magnets you had.
Questions up!
HAHAHA, oh man, that is ridiculous.
Gotta watch those fridge magnets - they can take over (and "sully") an entire house!!
He sounds like he lives a very excitingly drab life. You should get a picture of him and put that on a magnet and see what he says.
What a maroon.
Queer Eye for the Straight A Student's Digs?
I guess...
Anyway, have no worries of your creative writing or commenting skills, friend. You write with the best of them. Your last post, for example. One of the common threads in our comments, beside unanimous support and reveling in your strength and control of self was that you had us hooked. A good writer can make toaster operational instructions sound interesting. The key is not good writing itself, that's just the vehicle, although it is important as well. The real key is the author's love of the subject. That's what Michelle always taught. A good writer talking about something dear to there heart will keep you interested without problem.
Rough patches just go with the territory--not the territory of writing so much as the lot of being human. Once a month at least I hit a point were I think I'll never write a single creative thing again in my entire life. The next day is usually better, and many of my best works in my archives were from such rebound days.
You're emotionally drained from reconnecting, if I may offer my opinion. That, and maybe we all depressed you a little talking about depression over at Lisa's, not sure exactly. I didn't know you had ever felt the weight of that kind of deep depression before, but of course you have--that's what fuels your love for your chosen subject. I don't study psychology but I know the human heart and I understand motive, desire and passion. For the same reasons, too--to try and help myself and others. The only problem is helping one's self is way harder than helping others!
Your command over yourself will pull you through, as will a night of rest. Keep your thoughts in mind and let them flow where they will within the bounds of your plan.
It's all good in the hood, a'ight?
Talk to you soon. Rest well.
And blogger's smoking crack--again! I had to try twenty times to get into the archives, and finally I hit a crazy plan: I'd hit the link in your new post to your old post, then try the bygone musings. That worked, of all the silly things!
And how else do I know it's smoking crack? I'm a Detroiter, it goes with the territory! ;)
Had to read a daytime musing, so weird while the sun's out!
And clarify, I don't know crack personally, just sad friends that lost their way. We call it "crackin' up" around here, a trivialization, to be sure, but it can be hard to deal with somebody who you once knew well that has altered their life beyond recognition. Yeah, I stay away from anything like that, or herroin, powder coke (tried it twice with an ex who was into it, both times made me nauseous and lust more for my beloved pot), or definitely not meth (the zombie making drug) or crank or anything like that. Besides, my plate is plenty full between doobies, alcohol and caffeine. And actually, I haven't smoked a doobie in a long while... Only the occasional shot or drinking binge, too. Caffeine? Well, that's not so bad...
Peace, yo!
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