slightly bored and severely confused

blanketing opinions that i'll probably regret soon

About the author

"I was the victim of a series of accidents, as are we all."
- Malachi Constant

My name is Erick, and my last name means something inappropriate in German. I discovered this back in high school when I was Googling myself. (And Germans have some freaky porn. Yikes.) I also discovered that there's another guy with my exact name out in California. He takes pictures of car dealerships.

I'm an American three years into an undergraduate degree and three-and-a-half years into a long term relationship. My entire educational background has prepared me for sociological research, but I decided that's no fun. Office space is just a collection of soul crushing cubes.

After weighing all my options, I've decided I want to be a cop. I've been hitting the gym, trying to whip myself into shape. I'll be applying for the local police academy in January, hopefully able to join right after I graduate with a degree I have no intention on using.

Notes

June 4, 2010

Self-improvement is masturbation. Now self-destruction…

-Tyler Durden (film version)

To clarify my last post, I’m beat to hell and sore all over, but I couldn’t be happier. Feeling like I’m about to completely fall apart is like I’m punishing myself for all the time I wasted with inactivity and sloth. In a fucked up sort of way, I feel better the more my body tries to protest. Like I’m bullying myself into becoming who I want to be.