You know when you're a kid and your parents take you to the beach? The first thing you think about is either getting into the water or building a sandcastle. Now, I think we could probably understand people better if we took into consideration which thing you wanted to do as a child, but science hasn't done anything that cool. Instead, let me tell you about what that means to my life now.
So, I have been trying to be a 'video game streamer', you probably know the type, and it so far hasn't worked out. Not because I'm bad at being a 'video game streamer', but because there's been a couple of problems along the way. The problems haven't even really been very big, except this newest one. Before it was fickle things like 'Oh, I'm kind of tired after work' or 'We'll Wednesdays aren't even one of my scheduled days'. You know, stuff like that.
Now though? We'll it's actually complicated.
Very recently I've been evicted. Not in a cool way. I didn't protest slavery or tell Donald Trump to suck my dick too loud. Really the person who owned the house that I was/am renting decided to sell it. This is right after I decided to use my savings to get my guitar fixed and get some new streaming gear. SO GOOD FUCKING JOB LIFE, WAY TO SET ME UP. I'M REALLY HAPPY HERE, ON THIS FUCKING SLOPE OF DEBT.
Now, just to be clear, I'm not in debt. It really feels like I could be though. I might actually end up owing my girlfriend some money but that's fine.
You might be asking how this pertains to sand castles versus getting into the water.
It doesn't really, except I feel like life just kicked the shit out of the sand castle I was building and the kids who decided to hang out in the water are just fine even though their beach pastime shows less brain activity in a growing human and is more boring all around.
Any way, fuck life.
I mean, I'm going to be fine, but still.
I don't want to move, are you fucking kidding me? I'll have to pack things... I won't get to play Rocket League for like... a day and a half.
I swear if I can't charge my phone I'll go insane.
Just to be clear I don't actually know if kids who play in the water have less brain activity than kids who build sand castles. I think I'm just mad that they took part in lasting, non-committal fun at the beach.
So, to end this, fuck non-committal fun.
It's so wishy-washy.
So, I have been trying to be a 'video game streamer', you probably know the type, and it so far hasn't worked out. Not because I'm bad at being a 'video game streamer', but because there's been a couple of problems along the way. The problems haven't even really been very big, except this newest one. Before it was fickle things like 'Oh, I'm kind of tired after work' or 'We'll Wednesdays aren't even one of my scheduled days'. You know, stuff like that.
Now though? We'll it's actually complicated.
Very recently I've been evicted. Not in a cool way. I didn't protest slavery or tell Donald Trump to suck my dick too loud. Really the person who owned the house that I was/am renting decided to sell it. This is right after I decided to use my savings to get my guitar fixed and get some new streaming gear. SO GOOD FUCKING JOB LIFE, WAY TO SET ME UP. I'M REALLY HAPPY HERE, ON THIS FUCKING SLOPE OF DEBT.
Now, just to be clear, I'm not in debt. It really feels like I could be though. I might actually end up owing my girlfriend some money but that's fine.
You might be asking how this pertains to sand castles versus getting into the water.
It doesn't really, except I feel like life just kicked the shit out of the sand castle I was building and the kids who decided to hang out in the water are just fine even though their beach pastime shows less brain activity in a growing human and is more boring all around.
Any way, fuck life.
I mean, I'm going to be fine, but still.
I don't want to move, are you fucking kidding me? I'll have to pack things... I won't get to play Rocket League for like... a day and a half.
I swear if I can't charge my phone I'll go insane.
Just to be clear I don't actually know if kids who play in the water have less brain activity than kids who build sand castles. I think I'm just mad that they took part in lasting, non-committal fun at the beach.
So, to end this, fuck non-committal fun.
It's so wishy-washy.
