I am in the process of ‘revamping’ my website. I added a tab for my published work. Here’s to hoping it starts to grow.
I am also going to try and make my tumblr not as shitty. I feel it’s really shitty.
I am listening to Bloc Party. I feel like I am perpetually stuck in 2006.
I was rejected from Pangur Ban Party for the second time. I reread the story that got rejected and I feel that the rejection was warranted.
I am two pages into my e-book. It seems ok.
I wrote a piece about the Aurora and Milwaukee shootings and submitted it to Thought Catalog. It will get rejected by silence but that’s alright.
Ain’t nothin’ but a thang.
Also, New Wave Vomit opened submissions again. Awesome.
August 10, 2012
First blogpost in awhile, courtesy of finals winding down and finishing nearly all of X-Files on Netflix. Read the rest at Caliper Wake.
May 14, 2012
If you don’t reblog my cat, Mr. Plinko, she will commit suicide.
April 23, 2012
I remember when I was 12 years old at a Magic: The Gathering tournament, one guy made fun of a fat kid for having a Nirvana patch ironed onto his sweatshirt. He said, “Look out for that guy, he likes Nirvana.”
I didn’t know who Nirvana was and laughed because I was 12 years old.
April 20, 2012
I thought of a funny joke.
Q: How many scare quotes does it take to screw in a light bulb?
A: ‘Fuck you’
I started writing a blogpost titled “Notes of a person who wants followers on Twitter and hits on his blog and to be recognized on the internet by strangers,” but the only thing I wrote was, “My name is Justin Drifka Ferguson and I am lonely.”
I watched six episodes of Mad Men today.
Had to use a plunger on my sink.
Drain was full of old pasta salad that the cat knocked into the sink.
Found some incense I bought five years ago at the import store downtown.
I wanted to light some but they were all broken up into little pieces.
I had to keep lighting another one every fifteen seconds but at least my house smells like a head shop now.
2007 never seemed so far away.
April 16, 2012