At a certain point, I have to just own up to being too drugged to write anything that contains logic. I don’t have a problem with that. Hell, it’s not like there’s a lot of logic in what I write under normal circumstances anyway. What I don’t quite understand, though, is why I have such a hard time finishing any one of the several partially written pieces I have already started. They have a basic progression outlined. It shouldn’t be hard to just clean them up, but for some reason I’m really struggling with it right now.<\/p>\n
Apparently, when I swig codeine and Robitussin DM straight out of the bottle for days at a time it’s really more conducive to a more stream of consciousness style of writing. Sorry about that. Someone else might do something like, oh, NOT POST ANYTHING, but I have a streak going and I don’t want to break it even if it means coming across as a loon.<\/p>\n
Plus, it’s not like that quality bar is all that high to start with.<\/p>\n
I type really fast when I’m on cold meds.<\/p>\n
Huh.<\/p>\n
This is going nowhere fast. This is the problem when you don’t have a destination to start with. If I have a basic idea of what I want to say, I might not end up saying it very well but at least there’s some sort of point. Does that matter?<\/p>\n
Here are a few of my random thoughts:
\nNick Foles does not look old enough to play in the NFL, and he looks like Opie Taylor
\nI love Elvis Costello and people who love him as much as I do.
\nI don’t want to eat anything
\nWhy do people like “The Sound Of Music” so much?
\nI hope I will be well enough to go to Eugene on Tuesday
\nMy candles are melting all wonky
\nMaybe a cup of coffee would help
\nMy mind, not the candles
\nThis commercial with “Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas” as a soundtrack just kills me<\/p>\n
This is how William Faulkner got his start, right?<\/p>\n
Yoknapatawpha County is no different from Tigard, except that it’s fictional. Which might be sort of an important difference, or might not. Maybe Tigard is fictional. <\/p>\n
Maybe I am. <\/p>\n
That would make a lot of sense. <\/p>\n
I’ll check on that when the Robitussin wears off. <\/p>\n
Wait–how will I know?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"