The Dark Knight. There are no words. I'm going to go again this week.

Anyway. I'm leaving for the shore for the weekend in about three or four hours. I've got alot of shit to do that I don't feel like doing.

"Lucky to have been where I have been ( Read more... )

I'm a little divided ( Read more... )

But I won't hesitate no more, no more ( Read more... )

Think the way to wake up is ( Read more... )

I sort of forgot that this thing existed. I think that I'll start writing again, only because I'm starting to lose myself. Again.

It's time for a few small repairs, she said.

I always do this.

I'm sad.

"So. This is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I'm still trying to figure out how that could be."

Christmas is in not a long time.
I suddenly find myself with no job.
I'm on a rather large Incubus binge.
I'd really like to move out.
My hands are too cold to keep typing this.