Everyone is an Artist

I have an interesting idea. By interesting, I mean it's something that sounds like it would be awesome but will most likely never get finished. I have this terrible habit of having the best intentions of starting something, then never finishing it (see: P90x, Twitter, this blog). My newest idea involves writing a book. A short novel if you will. Hell, it might not even be a short story, but you get the point. The way I figure it, I can write a few pages a day for a whole year and have enough for a pretty substantial story. I have had a few people tell me that I should write a book, so to indulge my fans, maybe I should get to it. Do you see what I did there? I completely turned my brilliant idea into douchebaggery. Seriously though, I think writing a book would be pretty awesome. I don't know what to write about, but I'm sure something will come up. Maybe I'll just write a book about my life now, about my friends, about my experiences. Imagine for a second, if I wrote a book chronicling my life and just changed the names of everyone involved. I would just go ahead and name the guys I couldn't stand "Chet". That name just exudes bitchassedness.

"May I ask why my girlfriend is in your profile picture?"

"Well, no Chet, you can't."

On a side note, The Avett brothers have been blasting in my iPod all weekend long. It makes me forget about how terrible work has been.