Absentee-ism.

I've managed to place myself in front of the computer tonight, a rarity these days, and I can see that I'm not the only one absent from blogging and updates. You must be as busy and knackered as I am.

This economy is ridiculous. I'm mad, mad at this whole stupid situation, and I'll stay mad until I get my tax refund.

I have black attitude in my head. I just watched a movie with some famous people in it called Welcome Home Roscoe Jenkins, which I had glimpsed while at a friend's house last weekend. I was entertained so when I saw it OnDemand tonight, I put it on. I watched the whole thing through and now I got the voice and the gospel and the whole culture in my head.

Y'all (you all, you guys, you) don't know how hard it is to be a writer, to have that voice constantly narrating and critisizing the words that come out of my head, and then have something like an accent taint everything! Makes it hard to hear. Hard to concentrate. I'm going to read this tomorrow morning, when I'm white again, and hear it with different ears. It's not gonna make sense and then I'll feel crazy.

I'll leave the post up though since humility is the key to humanity or something like that.