Writing Wrongs

Sometimes I get pissed off and decide that all my blogs are pieces of shit that don't even deserve to be read. I must admit that as a writer it is a very depressing mental state to be in. You can't really shake the negative vibes and every thought you put down on the page ends up sounding forced and whiny. Oh how I relish the days when the voices in my head (The creative one and the critical one) are in perfect agreement and it is easy to execute my craft. On days like these hours seem to fly by while my fingers dance across the keys. 
 A good and well spent writing session is one of the most pleasurable things i can think of doing with an afternoon, although there are other considerations. It is hard to decide what I prefer, typing or long hand writing. Both get the job done but something about the long hand method just feels right. Typing certainly helps you to keep up with the high speeds your mental voice can achieve. Sometimes it's hard to keep up when writing by hand. I wish that everyone had a chance to experience the joy of commanding language to communicate ideas in a creative and artistic manner. It truly is one of my favorite hobbies. 

I Aint No Snitch Part 1

 One time my friends from the sandwich shop I worked at invited me to have drinks at the managers apartment.

My coworker named Link  got really drunk, started barfing and passed out on the bathroom floor. 

The rest of us were laughing, making fun of him and throwing shit all over the apartment.

Earlier in the day Link had snitched on Nick the delivery guy for buying cigarettes and  energy drinks while he was on the clock.