Blimey.
Midway in our life’s journey, I went astray from the straight road and woke to find myself alone in a dark wood.
—Dante
What am I doing? I don’t know what I’m doing. I’m doing the best that I can. I know that’s all I can ask of myself. Is that good enough? Is my work doing any good? Is anybody paying attention? Is it hopeless to try and change things? The African guy is a sign, right? Because if he isn’t than nothing in this world makes any sense to me; I’m fucked. Maybe I should quit. Don’t quit. Maybe I should just fucking quit. Don’t fucking quit. Just, I don’t know what the fuck I’m supposed to do anymore. Fucker. Fuck. Shit.
—Albert Markovski. I Heart Huckabees.
A Message to Every Motherfucker
“All I know is that first you’ve got to get mad! You’ve got to say, “I’m a HUMAN BEING, GODDAMNIT! My LIFE has VALUE!!” So, I want you to get up now. I want all of you to get up out of your chairs. I want you to get up right now, and go to the window, open it, and stick your head out and yell: “I’m as mad as hell, and I’m not going to take this anymore!!” -Network.
This song should have been on Champ.
Kinda Crazy
I left my normal culture and world and came to a whole new place and in a way it has brought me back to my roots. I can see myself day by day coming back to my old way of thinking. A little more logical, a little more outgoing, a little more social, some goofiness has made it’s way back. I’m smiling a little more, enjoying my time with people and alone more. I’m slowly coming back into my comfort zone.
When I come back a lime tree and orange tree will make my lawn their home and I will enjoy Spring and Summer like they were ment to. I might find myself in Mexico during the Winter a lot more often.


