Another Sunday, another writing, another day spent laying on the floor in my underwear typing this while some loud distorted music plays behind me, got to love it. I love Sunday’s personally, they are my ultimate lazy day of the week. On Sundays I usually just walk down the street to the albertsons, get some diet green tea, then come home and read some fantastic litrature or watch whatever is on the television (today it will be the playoff games). Mostly though I listen to music and ponder all the things I can get my little weak mind can ponder. My girlfriend has to work on Sundays from seven in the morning to four so I am let loose of all my boyfriend duties for most of the day too, which actually kind of sucks because my girlfriend is like my partner in crime who enjoys doing the same things I do. Still though Sundays are great days for just catching up on what I really am… a slacker.
That’s a very true statment above too, I am a slacker by all means. If something is not a hobby of mine then I don’t want to do it and often just don’t. I’m not really lazy… I walk everyday, go to the gym from time to time, but I enjoy doing these things. I love to walk and just look at the stuff in the world, I got to have my Ipod of course. Graffiti, buildings, cars, people, peoples interactions, this world is interesting to me. I do live in a city that has some crazy shit going on in the outside world too. I never planned on being the way I am or anything, hell when I was younger I figured I was going to be a man busy with work all day. I never once thought growing up watching “slacker” movies like Bio-dome, half baked, mallrats, and uh… Slackers, that I would one day be just like some of the characters in these movies, but I’ll be damned if thats not what happened. Let me put it this way, my favorite places to be besides my apartment are a Comicbook shop and a record store. I have become a Kevin Smith Character, and not by choice, but because I am me. I really don’t even hang out with people anymore either. I feel like I am different from most people I used to hang out with, even though I still love them and all. I just don’t have much in common with a lot of people anymore. I got a lot of friends who are really into drugs lately and that’s something I am not much into and never have been. People who only want to chill to get fucked up or drunk which isn’t my thing you know? Even when it’s hidden behind something else, the getting fucked up part is still there. ” Hey Cory, want to go for a hike on saturday? You do? Great! and while we’re at it we can trip balls on these pills!” On that note, I have done about every basic drug there is out there and I got friends who get the highest quility shit available… in other words I know what the high feels like so don’t give me that bullshit about “not expereincing” the trip. I have fucking smoked DMT and have litrally taken the hardest trip possible (just listen to Joe Rogan: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=grcqs9cDuN8 ) As far as alcohal goes, I do enjoy a drink and all (on my days off, I only drink on my days off) but why does it have to be the main focus? Instead of getting fucked up and listening to records, why can’t we listen to records while having some drinks? Anyway’s I have come to terms with the truth and it is simply that I am not a work-aholic go getter, but whatever. I am fucking me and if people don’t like me then fuck em you know? At least you all like me… at least enough to read this post.
So if you haven’t read the facebook post yet, Phyll is planing to update the next 5 days with comics. This is insane to me but if anyone can do it, it’s Phyll. I got to write him some scripts today inbetween all the playoff hockey(and even the basketball) on today. I hope you enjoy reading them, as much as we enjoy making them.
-Cory