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Saturday, March 06, 2004

Failure of the Day: Personal Growth

Hey! It’s the official one-year anniversary of this blog! You can’t tell because there’s some major weirdness with the archives that I don’t understand even a teeny bit but it was in fact March 6 2003 when I first created and posted to this fine website. Let’s look back at everything that’s changed during the last year, shall we?

On March 6 2003 I was freelancing for my company in Redmond.
On March 6 2004 I am freelancing for my company in Redmond.

On March 6 2003 I was over the moon in love with Chris.
On March 6 2004 I am over the moon in love with Chris.

On March 6 2003 I was absolutely certain that I would finish my novel by summer.
On March 6 2004 I am absolutely certain that I will finish my novel by summer.

On March 6 2003 I was trying not to walk to Yet Wah for wontons every damn day.
On March 6 2004 I am trying not to walk to Yet Wah for wontons every damn day.

Well. You get the picture. There is of course, that one monumental change involving that thing I used to do that was sooooooooooooooooo gooooood I mean bad but that I haven’t done in 147 days. There’s that. And although I still feel as though I haven’t actually finished a meal in some five months and tend to walk around in little circles after dinner because I’m so certain I’ve lost something but I just can’t put my finger on what it is, I’m probably done with smoking unless all my dreams come true and scientists discover that the world is going to end and they give us enough advance warning to really make the best of it.

And there’s some personal growth for you: I just wished for the deaths of over six billion people so I could have a cigarette.

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