A Cornucopia of Insanity

I’m a bit of a slacker and haven’t updated this in a while. I think it’s time to repent and start making more posts. I’ll try to make at least 1 a month, even if nobody responds or reads them.

Time for a real post and not just cruddy poetry. For some reason, I just don’t like my “normal” writing so much. I guess that’s why I’ve never actually finished the book I started so many years ago…I’m hard to please. Heck, maybe that’s why I’m still single.

I’m leaving tomorrow for a 2 month “job” at a summer camp run by my church. It’s kinda crazy and definitely exhausting work, what with an average of 3-5 hours of sleep a night, but it’s the most fun a guy can have getting paid $350 a week.

Now why am I giving up a perfectly good job that pays $12.38 an hour for something like that? I ask myself that sometimes too. I mean, after 4 years at the same job (this summer marking number five) you could imagine that I might be a little tired of it and possibly ready for a change. If you think that, you’d be at least partially right.

Up until a month ago I had no intentions of returning to the rigors of Especially For Youth, but something changed as it always does. I was thinking about my life and the $8,000 hospital bill I’ve been working on paying off (hurray for financial aid) when a thought hit me. If I continued working at the State Hospital there would be no way for me to get schooling done and pay off my bills. Then a friend of mine introduced me to a Technical College right down the street from where I live offering degrees in 18 months in a field I wish to go into. With that in mind, I decided to work this final summer and begin schooling as soon as I’m done. Now all I have to do is get accepted and find even more financial aid.

While I’m away at camp, I’ll do my best to find computer access and update this site every now and again. Now since it’s a religious camp, most of the poetry you see will probably be religious. Of course, I’ll throw in some Emo propaganda occasionally as well (not that I am emo, I just like to pretend that I have emotions).

Look, I made a blog. I’m gonna be famous!11
Here you’ll find all my bad poetry and petty complaints as I await comments to help inflate my already bloated ego.

Thanks for reading!!

Oh, and all poetry is original work by ME!