4.14.2008

...in which Anniemosity is in a god damn funk.

I sat down to blog today and came up speechless. I have no funny anecdotes, no ridiculous experiences, no awkward run-ins with old friends, clientele, or homeless people. I have nothing to say, and that's weird.

I've spent a lot of today reading through my blog from the beginning and was surprised at my own ability to make a fantastic post out of absolutely nothing or idiotic escapades. Examples here, here, here, here, here, here, here, and most specifically, here and here.

I am in a creative dry spell, I guess. Plenty of interesting things have happened recently, but they've come in the forms of anger, annoyance, or drama, as opposed to incredulity, amusement, or sheer ridiculousness.

I've had a really negative attitude the last few days, and it's starting to get to me. I don't want to sound dramatic, but I think the root of the majority of my attitude issues as of late have a lot to do with my cell phone not working. Keeping in touch with my friends solely over the internet and text messages that show up 36 hours late is isolating, to say the least. I'd like to call up my bff and wish her luck on Wednesday but I don't know if I'll be able to. I'd like to call Carissa and chat about Bret Michaels. I've been trying to connect with Pelowski for damn near two weeks and it just isn't working. The last time I talked with Ghey? Don't even know. Annoyance -- anger -- isolation -- loneliness. Lame, right? Yeah.

It's all okay, though. I go through this weird period of self-reflection and regrouping every year around this time. This one is manifesting itself with a short temper accompanied with bitterness and some yelling, which is weird and not at all Anniemosity, but I'll work it out. I'm going to Duluth soon, I may be getting a suh-weet second job, and I can name at least four god damn amazing people who are moving to my neck of the woods in a matter of weeks.

What a motherfucking downer of a post. Let's revisit something good?



And... just... well.......... because it's my blog and I can. (Fuller, I recommend that you watch these videos.)





(that is my lovely counterpart Alex screaming her face off in the beginning.)



Ohhhhhh yeah.

Comments:
Buegs is coming...oh yes...he is coming.
 
Anniemosity, you must do something completely new and different than your daily routine so you can snap out of this funk. I am dying with out your fabulous and constant posting. Well, plus I want you to be filled with joy as well.

Maybe you just need to go do something goofy for an afternoon...the science museum? The como zoo (FREE)? Eat a bunch of fried shit at a delicious restaurant that serves a bunch of fried shit? Have fun with it, its your life my friend.
 
Am I in the god damn amazing people catagory that is moving back to the cities? I sure hope so! I am so psyched (and yes I did use that word, it ranks right up there with "da bomb")!
 
Take solace in the drought. It gives you ample opps to review your past hilarity and remember how funny you are. Is it wrong to think yourself really, really funny? Well, if it is, I don't want to be right.
 
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