Ahhhhhh, stretch those creaky bones. Wetzler is waking up from his slumber. He’s thinking about where to go for Spring Break. Last night he ALMOST bought a ticket to Mexico City. He was about to go to bed when he remembered that he still didn’t have a ticket for Spring Break and he thought to himself, “Better now than never.” He went out to the couch in his boxers, turned on his computer, and was about to buy the ticket when his roommate lumbered into the room.
“Dude, you’ve been to Mexico City like five times. Go somewhere else.”
And then Wetzler was back at square one. You see, usually Wetzler knows exactly where he wants to go. Via Google Image Search or hearing the name of a place that sounds interesting he investigates a place he’s never been before. Then, if the place is right, he becomes obsessed. He reads reviews, investigates flights, looks at weather, looks at pictures. Soon, the thought of going anywhere else seems preposterous. He must go to this new place. He must see it for himself. The process starts with a seed of interest and then if the place is right blooms into a full-grown three-foot-leafed tiger lily.
This happened last night with Wetzler. The seed was planted, and today the flower began to bloom. He is close to buying his ticket. He just needs to wait a little longer for the flower to bloom and then he will buy it. Almost there! Could be this evening, or later tonight. Hopefully it happens soon before all the cheap flights are taken.
Wetzler is going to the Virgin Islands.
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Hey everyone —
I want to apologize for the little hiatus I’m going to be taking from Where’s Wetzler. I’m not taking a hiatus from writing, just a hiatus from Where’s Wetzler. You see, there’s many things I would like to talk about in my writing that I don’t feel like I can really talk about on Where’s Wetzler, mostly because this is the kind of forum they’re not really suited for.
By Spring Break at the latest things should more or less be up and running on here again, mostly because I’ll be taking a trip somewhere and that is the kind of shit that is exactly suited for Where’s Wetzler.
We’ll see how it goes.
Thanks for the emails and the support.
Moderate to high amounts of love,
Wetzler
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AK if you still read this blog, email me at markw32@gmail.com. Please.
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Where’s Wetzler is going to be defunct for awhile. Indefinitely. I have a new blog. If you’re interested, call me or something. Or text me. Or better yet, email me. Party.
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I’m fed up of doing the same thing over and over. If you want to break the mold you have to fail!!!!! FAIL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!a;ljkdf;kladjsf;ladjsfl;adjksfl;akdjsfl;kadjsfkl;adsjfadfakl;jfadk
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Bad news, friends: I’m losing interest in this blog. I never want to write in it anymore. I’d rather play chess online or drink a beer or do pushups or go for a walk or run stairs or cut myself or do anything but write in this blog. Does that mean I don’t like writing anymore? Oh, dear. Think of the consequences if writing all of the sudden stopped appealing to me. I would have to start listening to Muse and drinking Keystone Light. I’d have to get those Adidas shoes with the toe cap that looks like a shell and — oh, fuck… have to start longboarding.
But maybe I don’t hate writing altogether. Maybe I’m just going through a slump. That’s the thing about me: I go through phases. One day I’m completely obsessed with something, the next day I could care less about it. This is, I think, the main reason (not to too my own horn here) I’m decent at everything but AMAZING at nothing. I get obsessed with things, master to them to a point I’m comfortable with (i.e. to the point where I say to myself, “OK, if I did this a fuck ton I bet I could get really good at it. But I’m not going to.), and then I move onto something else.
One of my current obsessions is rowing. I am taking a beginner’s rowing course at the Lake Union Rowing Club, and it’s awesome. We haven’t really even actually rowed yet, but I’m pretty sure I’m going to become obsessed with it. I’m going to by spandex pants and wear pink polo shirts and walk around making sexist jokes and peering at girls asses from behind my Ray-bans.
Yea.
F your F.
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C’est la même chose qu’hier. C’est la même chose que me passe tous les jours. Mais qu’est-ce que je peux faire ? Je suis resté ici. Je ne sais pas que faire. Je veux faire beaucoup de choses. Je veux sortir d’ici pour voyager, pour connaître a tous les gens du monde ; Pour connaître tous les lieues du monde, de Nashville jusqu’à Samoa. Et tous les lieues que sont entre. Je veux connaître une belle fille. C’est la chose que plus je veux faire. Une belle fille. Ahhh, une belle fille. Il y a tellement de belles filles dans le monde. Il y a de belles filles aux Etats Unis, en la France, et en Japon. Sûrement en Japon.
Tous les jours je me demande : Qu’est-ce que je fais ici. Pourquoi pas je suis là ? Je veux être là. Toujours là. Peut-être ça c’est mon problème. Toujours avec les problèmes. Je suis incapable de accepter les chose tout comme sont. Je veux toujours changer quel’que chose. Peut-être j’ais besoin de accepter les choses ici avant de penser en là. Et si j’accepte les chose ici, ça peut améliorer les chose là aussi. Tout dépende d’un change d’attitude.
Je vais au Québec !
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La isla de Clipperton,
es donde quiero estar,
con mis amigos las palmas
y las olas
tal vez una tabla de surf,
y una chica
y un poco de agua.
¿O es demasiado esperar?
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