Has it ever happened to you before? Have you ever just asked life something and life gave you exactly what you asked for…and the catch just so happens to be…whatever you asked for? Has it ever happened to you before because this sense of irony is just too freaky as it is ridiculous.
It just so reminds me of a Simpson’s moment when Homer asks God for tickets to the superbowl.
Homer: God…if you really are God, you will give me tickets to the superbowl.
(Doorbell rings and Flanders offers to bring Homer to the Superbowl, Homer slams the door in Flander’s face)
Homer: Why do You mock me God?!
Amazingly enough I can understand his position.
Because I can ask the same thing right about now.
You know how I have been keeping myself busy for the past few weeks? Well…I don’t have to think of ways to keep myself busy anyway because apaprently my daily workload just tripled. In order to get paid by the end of it all, from here on end I have to finish up to 60 articles within 30 days. That would be good except for just one small oversight.
How the hell am I going to come up with article topics everyday?
It’s like someone up there is saying:
“You like writing eh? You want to keep busy eh? Here…hope you like it now. Buahahahaha!!“
You can smell the cinematic irony in there somewhere.
So here I am really stuck in a rut because I don’t think my articles should consist of what I’m writing now in my blogs. I mean if that were the case, then that would be a really good thing to do. All I can come up with right now is what people always do the best…nitpick on the works of others. I mean…of there are loads of people who get paid to tell other people they stink.
I suppose that’s a good way to get paid right?
But that’s just too mean.
And I’m a nice person…
But I’m sure I’ll figure something out. Life always works itself out in the end and well…I know this is something I should hardly worry about. I’ll just do what comes best to mind as always.
If something comes to mind.
There is always a continuation to every story no matter how it goes. It can even end well enough like this example.
Homer: Why do You Mock be God?!
Marge: That’s not God. That’s the waffle Bart threw on the ceiling.
(Marge scrapes the waffle off the ceiling and Homer catches it)
Homer: I know I shouldn’t do this but…
(Homer eats the waffle)
Everyones lives goes on in the end…well…everyone except the waffle.
But that’s another story.