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pardon my dust. i'm turning it into glitter.

Hi, I'm Chris. If you subscribe to the MBTI, I'm an INFJ. I put myself through school for a seemingly useless English/Creative Writing degree, but writing is my passion and that's what I want to do when I grow up. Still figuring out what comes next, and pretty much everything else, so I'm feeling kinda adventurous. And yes, that's exactly how my OkCupid profile starts out. Why mess with a good thing, eh?

The site's a work in progress. I'll be adding content over time, and hopefully eventually it'll evolve into something halfway interesting. I'm glad you're still reading, though. Usually by this point I have to show a little skin to keep 'em interested.

      i've been avoiding writing anything on here. i've been checking it every day, but i'm not sure why. i haven't written anything to comment about. i've started several entries over the last few weeks, but i don't have that much to say about anything so they are never posted.

      i went in to work today. forty minute drive. i got behind the counter and sorted my drawer when a friend of mine yells, "what are you doing here?" confused, i replied, "working." she said no i wasn't, i work tomorrow. so i went back and checked the schedule. sure enough, i work tomorrow. so i went and sold body parts instead.

      wednesday, back when i thought i was working on friday, not on saturday, i asked a friend of mine, "hey, whatcha doin' on saturday?" he said he was working all day mowing lawns. he called my brother today and asked him if he wanted to go golfing tomorrow.

      my car broke. sunday night on my way to church it started giving me problems. took it in on tuesday and got it back yesterday with less than $400 work.

      i went running on tuesday night. ten miles. i only ran barely half of it. it was so hot and humid. lots of thunder and lightning when i was running and i prayed that it would rain to cool me off. it didn't start until i was back in the car.

      books are my alcohol. i've read three this week.

      i think i'm going a little crazy.

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