Quatro

i was all proud of myself tonight after wasting most of it when I worked on a creative project for 20 minutes. I realized I was all pround of my meager 20 minutes when I thought, maybe if you worked longer you could really be proud of something. Try working for an hour or longer. Oh was brutal on myself. It's like the thing that I've heard about guys who are always prouder of their 2% of the chores they did than the 98% their wives/gf/s.o. did.

I decided to stop and get a bite to eat after those glorious 20 minutes, bad idea. I'm thrown off and I will have to get in the proper mindset to write Paatentim chapter 2.

While I sat and ate, I thought am I really witty? My brother tells me so and so do a few friends but maybe with a little more reality under my belt I'd be a little more conservative with my smart mouth.

Man I'm in a bad mood or a weird mood at least, must be all the prison food. I will write again tonight. I will write something diabolical! hahahahahaha.

Born to be weird!

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