And we're back!

That didn't take long, now did it?

Yeah, it's true, I'm bringing Unconventionalitismnessity back from the not-so-dead for a few reasons, which I will list off to you in a very Jamesblake-like fashion herein.

1) I've decided that I once again have something to say.
Isn't that cute? Like in any motivational movie, this one ends (or is it a new beginning?) with the main character (me, of course) being inspired and willing to do new things again. I've got a large amount of things to say, and although Tumblr is cutting it (for the most part), a very large part of me wanted to share it here again. I'd list these things off, but that would ruin the surprise of many things to come! Of course, the reasons I once again have something to say are circumstantial and they include me basically being under house arrest until June 5th (not literal house arrest, tonsillectomy house arrest), me deciding I don't want to lay down and die from this depression (I'll get to that in a second), and some peculiar fever dreams involving an eyeless talking catfish (I need to stop parenthesizing things and making lists. It's a bad habit). So you can thank any number of these factors, but your eyes are once again about to be orgasming with the juicy pulp of my brilliance.

2) It gives me something to do with my life.
As I said, I'm going to be locked in my house for 16 days of this 74-day summer, which sucks a whole hell of a lot. In addition to this, I've been sent home on medical leave for depression, so being in my own house isn't really what I want to be doing right now. In addition to those two things, I have a whole lot of work that I want to get done, both in film and in a real job. So naturally, I'm fucking pissed. Don't worry, I'm not going to wear black, start bitching about how my life isn't perfect and start writing poetry; I just feel that it'd be good for you to know that I have absolutely nothing better to do with my life than to entertain you sick fools. And entertaining I am doing.

3) I need to work on my writing.
Along with the depression thing, I've been really unmotivated to write anything. I haven't completed a short story since May, and although my films are coming along fine, I'm getting a lot of help and kicks in the ass from my friends whom I love dearly and support tenuously. Unfortunately, these friends don't care as much about my writing, so I figure that if I ramble enough on this, I'll get enough will and motivation to get back to the ol' short story grind. Hopefully my brilliant strategy will work.

4) I have a compulsive urge to promote everything I do, and Facebook/IM isn't enough to spread the word.
Yeah, that basically sums it up.

5) A catfish told me to do it.
Need I say more?

So while I may or may not post something else today, you guys should look at the stuff I've been working on over at Suite101. I've written a bunch more new, interesting articles about music, and I'm going to revise them over the course of this week and post another so that I can be considered for a feature writer, which is pretty cool (or as they say in the music business (hellatight). You can expect something up very soon, although it might be quick and Tumblr-esque. In the meantime, I strongly suggest that you check out the links I have to other stuff of mine in my profile. They're really worthwhile, I promise.

Now if you'll excuse me, I have to spend my time under tonsillectomy-house-arrest playing Risk with my father who got hit in the eye with a rock the other day so he can't do anything until Friday either. Oh yeah, there's gonna be some bonding.

-blake.

P.S.- I'm probably going to stop tagging things just because I really don't like the system and don't feel that it reflects what this blog is about. Any input?