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my lil brother asked me if it’s okay to marry a boy when he grows up he’s so
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I haven’t had much to say lately. I’m stuck in my own personal Groundhog Day scenario. Everyday is the same for me. Wake up. Feel bad. Do nothing constructive. Hope tomorrow is somehow better. 

I’ve been feeling like a grumpy old man somewhat. I’ve been trying to listen to the latest pop music. The stuff the “kids” are into. I don’t like it. I just want it to get off my lawn. 

I don’t mind that other people like it. I think that’s great that they have something that inspires them. I just can’t get my old ears to jive with it. 

I sort of stopped listening to new music in the late 90s. I guess that’s why I have Stone Temple Pilots blaring right now. RIP Scott. 

Otis has been laying on my foot for a while now. Which means I can’t move my foot. And it’s asleep. But he’s so cute and I don’t want to disturb him. 

I slept through the big sportsball tournament. I stopped caring about sports a long time ago. I used to like sports a lot, but then I found the internet and it had more entertaining things. Like cat videos and tumblr. 

I keep having the urge to photograph things. I just don’t have the energy. It’s really bugging me lately. I might try to do something simple. Maybe some new pics of Otis playing. That just requires a flash and Otis. Not too hard. 

I worry that I have lost my funny. I haven’t said or thought of anything funny in quite a while. I know it is just because I am tired and it’s hard to concentrate, but I can’t help but worry. “What if it’s completely gone? What if I can’t be funny anymore? Am I even allowed to call myself a comedian anymore?” Someone asked why I don’t make funny gifs anymore. And it just felt like a punch in the gut. I just haven’t thought of anything to make. In a very, very long time. 

Sometimes I feel guilty because I acquired all of these followers who expected me to post all these funny things and all I do is reblog these days. I still hope I make them laugh and smile. I work hard at finding cool, positive things. I just wish I had more originals to post. Well, any originals. 

I want to end on something positive. I love my parents a lot. They take such good care of me. I would be so much sicker and depressed if it weren’t for them and Otis. They are the best. 

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