Kevin N. Murphy

I was tryin’ ta find a new way man
when all these voices came around so I ran ran

Well, I quit my job. I start my new one next week. Not construction. Window Washing. I hope it will not be a source of unnecessary frustration. If it is, well I can just quit. Or deal with it.

I will actually clean my car out today. Much needed I must say. I’m gonna need to fix the CV joints on it soon. If only I had applied the principles of preventive maintenance.

I had a nightmare about failure. Very frightening.

District Convention is coming up. I’m gonna love that. Love it. Oh yea.

Notes on Inner Dialog:
Usually my inner dialog is just myself. I throw out ideas and then discuss them. After associating with someone who has a unique voice or way of speaking though, the inner voice will sometimes playfully do an impression of said individual while discussing my ideas. I don’t actually respond as if I were that person, it’s still my responses, just with a different voice or accent. I usually try to stop when I realize I’m doing it though, because I’ve on occasion had suspicions that I was actually talking out loud in two different voices. That’s the brink of crazy. But who isn’t anymore.

Played pass the paper last night. A fun game indeed. Very funny. Simply pass out as many pieces of paper as there are players. Then everyone writes the answer to a question. Usually it’s What is your name? Then they fold the paper over top their answer and pass it to the left or the right, whatever you decide, but everyone must pass it the same way the whole game. This continues as where are you from, where are you going, who’d you meet along the way, what did you say to them, what was their reply, and what was the end result are all answered and then passed around. Obviously none of the stories make sense since different people answer for each question on each paper. But that’s what makes it funny. It’s cheap too.