All Things in Every day scata

3/7/20
7:46 am

So I totally failed FebMusMo. I kind of knew I would. The low-level depression just makes me feel so “meh” about everything, y’know?

I’m watching Molly the Collie and Briggs this weekend. For some reason I feel compelled to keep a log of activities for the hoomans. They just seem like the type that need that kind of thing.

So, as I was writing in the “log” this morning, I got weirdly creative.

This time of year (and in the fall) we have a huge issue with Asian beetles. Fuckers get in the house (I don’t know how, though) and congregate on sunny windows. Sometimes they’ll land on you, and these are little assholes that bite. The B’s (Molly’s hoomans) have a big window in the bathroom where dozens of the dicks crawl around on. Last time I was here I brought my vacuum in and sucked those little fuckers up.

It’s the same this time. I’m keeping the vacuum in the bathroom because I intend to murder as many as these things that I can. I know, I’m horrible. I do apologize to them, though.

As I was writing the beetle battle entry this morning, I said to myself “Myself? You really need to start writing again.”

Why? Well, if I can write a battle scene about beetles, I’m hoping that it might be the beginning of me being a little bit more creative. I used to write rather interesting entries back in the Open Diary days. I miss that part of me.

A few things have contributed to the loss of my creativity.

1. Psych meds just deaden your brain. Any kind of manic or depressive creativity is gone. I feel dumbed down. My imagination, my words., locked up behind a wall of man-made chemicals.

2. Social media. Why try to be creative when you can express yourself with a ready-made meme or gif? Before facebook, Open Diary was my social media. Of course, when I had nothing to write I filled page after page with surveys. But, I still tried to be creative with my answers. You wanted to grab as many readers as possible just like people want to get as many followers and views on their vids on Youtube.

3. I lead a very boring life. I go to work, clean shitty toilets, come home, eat, then sleep. That’s it. That’s my life. But, my life wasn’t any more exciting 15 years ago. Somehow I was able to make it sound at least a little interesting.

Not that I’m going to write a book or anything, but it would be nice if I used bigger words lol

See ya.

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