It's The End Of The World As We Know It (And I Feel Fine)

Tonight's entry comes a day late. Hangovers kinda make it hard to write. I'm sure you all understand.

I'm gonna be about as blunt as I can be. The year 2011, all things considered, really sucked.

Don't get me wrong. There were some great moments. Some of you, however, who know me best know that this was one roller coaster ride I didn't want or ask to be on. Bottom line, this was a year of uncertainty. Where was I going in life? Who could I trust? Does anyone even like me? Will I be in debt forever? Too many questions and not enough answers.

It wasn't until August that the dawn finally came. Boy, did that sun shine. I got a secure job for once. I still do. Through them I was able to get myself some wheels and contrary to popular opinion I was still able to make music. The feather in the cap, however, was New Year's Eve. It's funny how people say "the pen is mightier than the sword." The pen I used that day was used to obtain freedom. That's right. After twenty-five years, I will no longer be a resident of my parents house. It was a big step. Still hasn't sunk in either.

With that, I wash my hands of 2011. 2012 is supposed to be the year the world ends. If that's true, I'm gonna make this year count. These aren't resolutions. Resolutions never come to pass. These are promises.

I will release some kind of CD before the year's end.

I will run Arcon's very first King of Iron Fist Tournament. Details to come.

I have three ideas for stories. I will finish them.

But most importantly, I don't care if I make it in music, hospitality, vitamins, or if I take a new route and go fuck crazy working for the post office. The only thing that matters is that I will be successful.

The new day is here. The slate has been wiped clean. Time to write the next chapter.

Lessthanthree,
Doug