Thursday, May 7, 2015

Thoughts on Thursday

G Being unemployed sucks.
E I'm stuck sitting at home watching my family's dogs.  I love both of them, but they drive me crazy.
T The old one tries to eat anything in range and views the world as his bathroom.  The young one is starved for attention.

O These two really do make me feel like I'm stuck in this house and in this town.
U I'd like to move out on my own and see what I might be able to find for a job, but I dropped out of college so I might not have much in the form of opportunity.
T So I don't have a job, don't feel like I can get a job, and don't feel like I'll ever get out of here.

Mike

Saturday, May 2, 2015

2 Let's get this started!

2 Hey everyone!

7 I just thought I'd start a blog to get my thoughts in order a bit more.  It's been recommended that I write down what I'm thinking so I can actually think things through.  It's hard for me otherwise.  I just end up getting distracted or derailed by something.

0 Anyway, expect to see some updates later on as I ramble about things.  Who knows, I might have something interesting to say!

Mike

Tuesday, October 15, 2013

Have you ever been the villain of your own dreams?

Listen:

Billy Pilgrim has become unstuck in time.

2270 empathizes.

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It's been too long, everyone (all none of my readers).  Rest assured that I am alive and well here in the internet-land.  I haven't been the entire year.  Haven't been alive or well, but that's a different story for a different day.

Know, though, that for the moment, I seem to have everything figured out.  Of course, by tomorrow I'll have forgotten everything and someone will have come along and messed up the blog to say something like "chicken heads are tastier than cotton sheets", or I'll have changed it to read something like that.  Who knows what might happen?

chicken heads are tastier than cotton sheets

2270

Sunday, October 14, 2012

Getting to know me

This last week has been the worst week of my life.

I woke up last Saturday in my room in my house in my hometown after going to sleep in my dorm room for the first night of Junior year.  I look at my alarm clock and see that I've lost a couple of months somehow.  Considering I haven't had any significant blackouts in my life, it's a bit of an understatement to say that I was a bit surprised and worried.  Going to bed in one place and waking up over a hundred miles away is one thing, but losing a month and a half while doing so?  I knew I needed help.

However, I soon learned that it wasn't October 2011 like I had thought.  It was 2012.  I have missed an entire year.

Worried and surprised doesn't cover it anymore.  I was freaked out.  An entire year had passed me by, and I had apparently been active during it even if I didn't remember it.  I needed to talk to someone, so I went to a shrink.  I've never liked the idea of being examined like that, but it was something that I clearly had to do.

Turns out there's nothing wrong with me.  I'm not crazy or schizophrenic or something.  There's no reason why I can't remember the last year at all.

Then there's this site.  Every time I start up a computer -- any computer -- this blog pops up.  I've changed my homepage a dozen times, but it always comes back.  What is this blog?  Half of it seems to be nonsense, the other half are things I've been told I did during the year I missed, going back to April 4th.

Turns out I can edit an post in it, which only points to the fact that this must be my blog.  I've read through it several times now, so I've spent a pretty good amount of time getting to know myself.  I must be "2270".  Makes sense, that is -- or rather, was -- my dorm room number.  I don't know.  I don't know what to think, what to do.

I finally got the courage to post here tonight after this site tormented me for over a week, but I don't know what to say.  Can anyone tell me what to do now?  Is this real, or am I just part of some complicated prank?

I don't know anymore.

Thursday, October 4, 2012