6.13.13, 8:56 AM
Whatup Der?
Here I am, visiting you in San Francisco. You just left for work.
Dear Der #6: Hipsters
6.8.13, 3:36 PM
Dear Der,
It’s late. You know that already. I woke up at 12:30. And why not?
I intend to work all day even though it’s Saturday. Why? Everything else bores me. I want to write a long email. I will take my time.
Tom’s Emo Musings from High School #1
Dear Der #5: DFW and the Leap of Faith
I have a lot of beliefs. And I live my life by none of them. They’re my little beliefs. They make me feel good about who I am. They’re my little believies. But if they get in the way of the thing I want – if I want to jack off or something – then I do that.
– Louis C.K.
Dear Der #3: Singing the Sunday Blues (Part 2)
5.26.13, 11:57 PM
Der…Der?…Der!!!
Sundays are not bad at all. I feel bad on Sundays, true. It is a spiritual sadness. Another long week of work can be hard on the mind.
Dear Der #3: Singing the Sunday Blues (Part 1)
5.26.13, 6:36 PM
Dear Der,
Today I am angry. Sundays are not good to me, I guess. I did no work, drank, and socialized, but I have already done little work, have already drunk, and have already socialized.
Dear Der #2: I Am a Lazy Kitchen Servant
5.17.13, 8:33 AM
Dear Der,
No. Stop right there. I will not work on the novel today. But I may. And if I do, I will sit at my desk for a very long time, forcing myself to write 1,000 words. This will not be enjoyable.
Dear Der #1: Morning Calisthenics
5.16.13, 12:33 PM
Dear Der,
I haven’t started working yet because I drank too much last night. I couldn’t stop reading John Steinbeck’s journals. He has an anxiety to which I can relate, but he handles it in a way I wish to emulate.
Coming soon…
Tom’s Emo Musings is coming soon. In the meantime, dig Nirvana digging The Vaselines.
Madman in the Marketplace 