Why Would I Write

Category: Random

  • An Interlude

    “What happened to my drive to write?” some of you may have asked. Not really, I see the stats, people don’t come here for my rambling. But that’s okay. This blog is just an outlet for me to release what’s pent up on my mind (most of the time).

    You see, I’ve had a lot of time to myself over the past month. There’s not much else to do when you’re not working. I guess I kinda took for granted how much of my time work took up. And to clarify: I’m not complaining either – I’m far from unhappy or bored, I’m enjoying my break a lot. I enjoyed it the last time it happened as well.

    What I am anxious about though is my next job. I’m still not completely sure where I’ll be ending up (I’m supposed to have an answer tomorrow). I’m also tired of having to explain to people I don’t know where I’m going yet – because I don’t. Can’t wait to get that out of the way.

    In any case, I’ve been spending a lot of time catching up on shows I’ve been meaning to watch, playing games that have been sitting around in my Steam library, and even picking up the guitar to figure out some new chord progressions. Heck, I even completed a Unity 2D platformer tutorial the other day! Life has been great – I know this state is only temporary, so I’ll enjoy it while it lasts.

    Speaking of being productive, I’ve been updating Animal Bus weekly. It’s been pretty tough trying to maintain the schedule, but I can tell you firsthand that it’s not easy. I understand why people work in teams – honestly, if I had the money I’d probably hire a letterer, colorist, and artist to help me out. Mainly because I’m lazy, but also I’m terrible at visuals and would like to stick to just writing. However, the comic isn’t dead yet, so I’ll keep pushing out new chapters until I’ve decided that I’ve had enough. In the meantime, if you haven’t read it yet – check it out.

    I rarely write about books, despite my book sales background (lol). However, I feel that Richard Dawkin’s Outgrowing God is too important to not share about. If you want to read about why religion and believing in it is inane, look no further. Dawkins gets his points across in a succinct, sometimes funny, and easy to understand manner. Highly recommended if you’re interested in challenging your faith or reaffirming your beliefs in a godless world.

  • Angry at a Thief

    Angry at a Thief

    “Life is what you make it” is a common phrase that I say all the time and believe in. Sometimes it becomes interesting even if you don’t do anything. I guess you could say this was my fault, but let me begin.

    I leave my flip flops outside, on the welcome mat of my home. I have been doing that for years with no issues until a couple of days ago. There’s always a first time for everything.

    As I was about to head out of the house in the afternoon, I realized my flip flops were missing and in their place was a hideous pair belonging to a stranger. “What the fuck?” I exclaimed.

    I asked my mom if she had brought my flip flops into the house – negative. I told her that they were gone. She laughed. I wasn’t so amused about it.

    They were my favorite pair of flip flops! And they weren’t cheap! And last I checked, Miniso had stopped selling them. I was pissed off. Immediately, I began to wish the worst upon whoever had switched my footwear. I was talking to myself, calling the thief all sorts of names. My mind began generating evil thoughts – leaving out another pair of flip flops with diseased needles protruding from the bottom, the thief getting his/her foot trapped in an escalator, the thief stumbling down a large flight of stairs to their death – everything under the sun. I had never hated someone as much as I did that day.

    It took me a day to cool down until I returned home and saw that my flip flops weren’t on my welcome mat, which reminded me of that miscreant. I was still mad.

    I haven’t been this angry in a while. I know my words don’t hold any power, but it is cathartic to let it out.

    To the owner of the flip flops above (who knows if they were stolen too): fuck you, you lowlife degenerate. I hope stealing my flip flops will be the cause of your downfall. May you and your family be plagued by foot diseases, victims of abuse, and robbed blind. Sooner rather than later. You don’t deserve such comfortable footwear.

  • 2019 Season Finale: Part Two, Hello Oxy

    Another post about being old, how boring

    I’m now thirty-four, and I realize that I’m still facing some of the same problems I have faced many decades ago: pimples. By the way, did you know that acne and pimples aren’t the same things? The more you know.

    I remember being the pimply-faced kid back in school. I was relieved when I grew out of it after many years. I’m not sure if it was the facial sessions I went to, me washing my face with skincare products, or just my body adapting to hormonal changes – my face eventually cleared up.

    While I’m free from outbreaks, I still get the occasional pimple popping up now and then (probably due to my bad sleeping habits). The other day, I was thinking to myself, I should do something about a pimple that kept popping up in the same spot. I visited a pharmacy and bought myself a tube of Oxy.

    I chose Oxy 10 instead of Oxy 5 because why would you pay for something weaker? (It didn’t occur to me that it would affect some people differently, fortunately for me, I haven’t experienced any side effects).

    Long story short – I’ve started using Oxy daily for the past week, and man this shit is pretty good! While it’s not instant like pimple popping at a facial (god, that shit hurts), it has been very effective in taking care of the pimples on my face.

    The other day a bright idea came into my head – why not try it out on the pimples on my ass? I’ve been bothered by a couple of pimples that have surfaced there and refused to go away.

    And if you’ve been wondering about the answer – yes, it works. Not that you’ll be able to verify my buttcheeks, but you can take my word for it (or try it out for yourself). I don’t know why I was so surprised to find out that it was just as effective. Skin is skin, and pimples are pimples, right?

    Well, I guess you do learn something every day.