Inspiration

It's hard to get inspired sometimes, but I keep going! The most important thing is to WRITE! If it's good or not doesn't matter.

My room mate, Jacob.

I live with a room mate, his name is Jacob. He's a little strange. He's a hipster, though he says that's a hurtful term. Everyday he wears the same outfit, a pair of faded jeans, sneakers, and a t-shirt he "found" of some obscure band that probably sucks. And never the same t-shirt twice.

He's so concerned with what others think of him, thats why I say he "finds" t-shirts. I know he orders them online, I've even caught him accepting a package from the post office with his new shirt in it. He said he bought it ironically. How do you buy something ironically?

Jacob's a weird guy.

I remember one day I got home from work and found him reading a book he found. I believe he found this one because it was all torn and ratty. The kind of thing you see on the subway but don't pick up because you're afraid you might get sick from touching it. Anyway, he was reading it and suddenly he stands up and throws the book at the ground.

I asked him what was wrong and all he said was "This book's bullshit. It's too meta." and lit a cigarette then left the apartment. I hung my jacket and went to look at the book.

It was a paperback cook book.