Sunday, September 28, 2008

What price?

I am just as confused as most of you are. I don't really have it all that figured out.
I am very insecure, no matter how cocky or uncaring I may seem.
I do not really know what I am going home to.
I am scared, and worried, and excited, and looking forward to every minute.
Except the ones that will be spent lonely and in debt.

Playlist: The Pixies, This American Life, Chuck Klosterman IV

Monday, September 15, 2008

Don't care?

I find that the most care free times in my life are those when I don't care. Oddly enough I am usually pushed to feel this way when I have alot of things to care about, but I really just don't want to care about them.

When I was going to community college I would wake up in the morning, get ready, get to school, and think about how much I just didn't give a fuck.

When I was amassing huge amounts of credit card debt in San Diego because I was overspending to compensate for the horrible feelings provide by my failing relationship, I didn't really give it much thought.

To be perfectly honest, I don't want to get hurt anymore. Will I be alone? I really shouldn't care. And what's going on now? I don't give a fuck.

I'm in Santa Fe, NM making a movie. That is life right now.

Playlist: Foo Fighters, Bedhead, Superdrag