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May 20, 2012 10:38PM

Failure at Writing


I suck at writing now, I never know what to say. I think about things to write constantly through the day and it sounds so good, and it's all gone when I sit down to type. It bothers me and leaves me feeling defeated at the end of the night because I had wanted to write some meaningful garbage and I end up just summarizing my day.

I woke up late today, to the sound of my phone's alarm going off... my back-up alarm. That means I slept through my alarm clock, which is never a good sign, nor a good way to start the day. I rushed around and managed to eat two pieces of toast and drink a coffee... sadly I had to pick the two pieces of toast carefully as my stupid loaf of bread had gone mouldy not even a week after buying it, because it's been so ungodly hot and humid in this apartment. It worked out, and at 6:45am, Al arrived and drove me to work.

Work was really easy today because the day before I had managed to get everything ready for it, so there was really nothing to do when we got there today except put out the hotel breakfast and bowl of a few salads, and then wait. I used my extra time to completely clean and organize the freezer, as it's been disaster for a long time, and it's impossible to find anything, and it's just a frustrating experience altogether. Allen used his time to clean out the meat fridge, and it looked good too, so at least we accomplished some things and didn't fuck the dog. All while doing that, we kept brunch replenished and Kyle carved, it was a low key day, with nothing of note happening, and before we knew it, it was 2pm and off we went out of there.

Shortly after getting home from work, I made a giant shopping list of all the stuff we needed, and then Bekki and I took the bus to the grocery store... yes... we took the bus like three stops down the street. In our defence, I had just worked all day, it was hot and sticky out, and the last thing I wanted to do was walk somewhere... I just had no energy or desire to do it, so we took the bus, don't judge me. Anyway, we forgot to bring a quarter to get a cart, so we each carried around two baskets each, and it was a terribly stressful and awkward time as we slowly walked around the place, bumping into people and things, and never being able to quite go and get what we wanted without putting down our stupid shit. I started to get very annoyed and claustrophobic and freak out inside, and just wanted to get the fuck out of there... thankfully I asked my Sister to pick us up to help us get the groceries home, and she said sure, so we had a drive home which made the entire trip possible. After we bought our initial stuff, I had to go back in and grab another baskets worth because we couldn't carry it all, but it wasn't that much of a problem, it was just really frustrating because I had to wait in line a second time, and it was hot and uncomfortable and I was in a bad mood.

After getting home, Bekki did the dishes and cleaned the fridge (thank you thank you thank you) and then we put the groceries away together. After everything was in it's right place, I started to prepare dinner, which was this fresh, amazing, juicy chicken breast, grilled, covered in white wine basil cream sauce, served beside great (not to toot my own horn) mushroom risotto, and asparagus, green beans and baby carrots tossed in salt and olive oil. It took a little while to cook because the risotto takes a few minutes, and the heat of the four burners going and the oven on really made me sweat while cooking, but it did taste really good, so it was kinda worth it.

After dinner, I played Diablo 3 until 9pm when Game of Thrones came on, and Bekki and I watched it, as we always do. It was a good episode, and I'm sad to think that there are only two more episodes this season. I'm almost done the third book and it's so fun to see it come alive on the screen, I'll be sad when I have to wait a year to see more. After Game of Thrones, I ran and had a bath but it was a really bad experience for whatever reasons, and I got out rather quickly, and came in here to write this.

For the rest of the night I'll probably try to relax and unwind, try to enjoy some time away from work and school, and feel good. Ben said he'd be on playing Diablo 3 tonight, so I said I'd probably join him if I wasn't too tired, and here I am at the computer, so it just feels like the right thing to do. Gonna grab a snack, get dressed (I'm in a towel), and get my mother fuckin' Diablo on.


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  • I was dating Bekki
  • I lived on Langarth St.
  • I worked at Windermere

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