You know, I'm not sure what to write about lately. I've been going through a creative block that affects both my writing and artistic capabilities. I've been regressing back into "wish-fulfillment mode". So many things I want, it's no wonder that desire is the root of all suffering.
It would be nice to not have to worry about money anymore.
I'm currently craving lasagna.
Fix the dent in my car.
My brain needs to go on vacation.
I wish to have a muse. Someone to model for my pieces and inspire me to work better. It's really hard drawing nudes without someone to model for you. (See above illustration.)
"Doonesbury" should have a new animated special. It's been 30 years, Mr. Trudeau.
I want a hug.
TV lately has been fixated on swine flu, the deaths of high-profile people, missing white women, angry old white people wanting to lynch a congressman at every town hall meeting in the country, and the ever loving serial that is the Obama family's everyday lives. Stop it.
Gas really needs to be cheaper. Seriously.
Where can I find a magic lamp? A shooting star? Or some Dragon Balls? OK, now I'm bummed. Have a nice day.
(inb4 grow a pair)
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