Far Better or Far Worse

Feeling real bad for the last couple of days. I guess it would be depressed. Just low self-confidence, lonely and a little sad, but putting up a good front and putting up a good fight. Therapist says that I need to let it happen and not fight it, but that sounds miserable. So, going into the weekend I am not supposed to worry about how much I smoke, if I am eating enough or if I am acting all right. I just feel like I am crazy and can't be around other people because they will think that I am weird. However, it is going to get worse before it gets better, which sucks, because I felt that I had already bottomed out and that things would only improve as time went on. This is not true, I guess. Hopefully, it is just a stall. Anyway, the world is not going to pull over and wait for me, so I've gotta push it along.

I am tracking my smoking in a spreadsheet to try and figure out how horrible it is going to be for me to quit based on a report by the Royal College of Physicians in London. Based on what I read, I got rid of the morning smoke with coffee and now I am trying to push it out later and later until I can make it until the end of the day. According to the report, there is no effect related with smoking that alleviates stress and instead it may aggravate it. This doesn't make sense to me because I swear it makes me feel better, but it may not be the actual smoking.

Michael Bay is going to direct a live-action version of transformers. While all the dorks are dressed up as Autobots and Decepticons I will be the one in the fake moustache so I can keep my street cred coolness. Hundred bucks says G.I. Joe the movie is made next. "Uh, American movie-going population? Hollywood left this message for you. It says: Dear movie-going public we are totally out of ideas so we will just remake everything until we can start remaking the remakes. P.S. - We are going to start basing movies on commercials and company trademarks to just cut through the shit, so look for Cap'N Crunch the movie. Here is the synopsis: The Cap'n and his crew called the Crunchberries are looking for the long missing General Mills' treasure of delightful and nutritious goodness enriched with Vitamin B in the cape of the Rusty Spoon."

Fianlly, Joe Buck should punch himself in the face for being such a slave to the man. Of course, it is hard to find this one in USA Today because they would lose advertisers. Joe Buck pointed out a planned banner which was a plug for a new model of Chevy. Call me crazy, but is he trying to make it into the Carson Daly Hall of Fame for sucking up to the man? Next, you will see him kicking it in the Hamptons with Tara Reid, Kid Rock and Tom Brady. Bob Costas kicks the ass of him in street cred, man. I'm not going to advocate shooting your television a la the King, unless you have a backup, but watch with caution. You may be being hypnotized.

Until next post, I will be hanging in there doing my (no)thing and taking calls from my mom, dad and sister.