That became readily evident when I got tagged with a “25 Things About Myself” meme and my mind went blank. Who was I really? I was a guy who liked pizza and 80s music. Other than that, I couldn’t really tell you anything. I used to think I knew who I was, and who I…
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I’ve been pining for the girl of my dreams ever since I was a wee one and had my heart broken by an 8 year old who tore up my Valentine’s card and then kicked me in the shinny. Since then, over the years my dream girl had always become nothing more than a part…
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There used to be a time in my life when Christmas actually FELT like Christmas. I used to get into it so much that I would get out my Christmas tree and start decorating before even Halloween itself came around, much less the holiday season. The magic in the air was just intoxicating, and I…
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One of the things that really kill any incentive to pull myself together and get my life back on track is that there seems to be nothing worth fighting for. I have no desire to fight for myself, because I’m kinda of a weenie and don’t like myself very much, so there’s no motivation there….
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Tags: church, depression, despair, dream, dreams, failure, fight, girl of my dreams, God, parents, purpose
I only have one thing going for me right now: a steady plan to get myself completely out of debt by July 4th, 2009. After that I’ll have a lot of wiggle room to move around and start searching for another job so I can move out of New York once and for all. That…
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Tags: career, debt, depression, despair, dream, dreams, future, God, job, life, misery
Ugh, I can’t sleep. See, it used to be whenever I had trouble falling asleep I would think about how I’d meet my dream girl, exploring all the possibilities on how we’d end up together and fall in love. Just holding on to those dreams would put my mind at enough ease that I could…
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Written by Lincoln Adams on
August 13, 2008 |
Filed Under:
Comedy
It’s no secret that I live the life of a Downtown Man. Women who lived in an uptown world, along with their fancy college degrees and white collar professions could never go for a blue collar bum like me. Social status doesn’t exist in a vacuum after all, and if I don’t got the mojo,…
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