This one goes out to my peeps (and my mom).
Over the years I have come up with several titles for my life story, which will not be an autobiography cause I just simply don't have the patience...but due to boredom I will share some with you now and what they mean...well, sort of (feel free to vote on which you like best, this is important - it's my life, after all).
- Dinner with Strangers (this mostly applies to my recent life but I really like what it implies)
- Hours on the roof (a recent addition...just seems fitting for my city years)
- Everyone is an artist (live in SF for a month and you'll understand)
- At least I keep my talent quiet (musicians are loud and bad, at least if my writing sucks it doesn't wake up my neighbors)
- Lack of imagination ('cause I suck at writing fiction)
- Are you serious? Yes, I am (was also the name of my much dreamed up comedy routine when I was a kid)
- I doubt it (I just say this a lot)
- Trying and Crying (it's simply what I do)
- Off the couch (which will be a study of how ironic my life is because most of my important moments happen on the couch)
- When did Marcie arrive? (if you don't get this, I don't know you)
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I really like "I doubt it." But also "At Least I keep my Talent Quiet."
My life story is called "yeah, sure," or "The Autobiography of Malcolm B Tolkas: by Gertrude X... a memoir."
When did Marcie arrive...AHAHAHA. I love you.
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