I just read possibly the most motivational book ever.

With one simple premise...Say yes more.

Read "Yes Man" by Danny Wallace.
It's a Biography, and located at your nearest bookstore.
Order it if they don't have it.

I feel very content right now.

I miss the good ole' days when we were all friends.

Who thinks I'm spoiled?

Who?

Cause apparently a lot of people do.
And I just don't get it.

So start commenting. I'd love to hear these responses.

It's no revelation that we guys have a tough time understanding women. It's been the subject of dozens of "romantic comedies", gave Jim Belushi a longer career than he deserved, and filled enough books to reach to Mars and Venus and back. But when you hear some of the conversations women have when they don't think anyone's listening, you start to ( Read more... )

Seriously. No Mr. nice Shawn anymore. I'm sick of the shit and being the but of all the jokes.

I don't give a fuck if you mean well.

Seriously I might kill someone.

I'll be 21 in a week.
I don't even feel like doing anything for it.
Besides there's no place to have anything anyway.
Oh and my actual birthday is on Easter.
So, yeah guess I won't be doing anything for my birthday.
I mean it's just another day anyway.
Gee, can ya tell I'm in a shitty mood?

What did you expect from me, cause this has been builkding since i have been breathing, and I know how it's going to end ( Read more... )

I think there's still a little something left in the basement.

I quit.

Not life or anything dramatic like that.

I quit on one thing.

I'm gonna work, go to school, live, workout, and write my comics.

But I love and hate this at the same time.

Why can this stuff never be not dramatic for one goddamn day?

( My life de-enigmafied )