Whew. Day off. Maybe. The last couple demand a little recuperation, maybe a nap. I do have Season 1 of Rescue Me to get through too ( Read more... )

Oh god. It was what, three, four days straight of going out, getting fucked up in various ways. Picked up a slight smoking habit, luckily I don't get addicted to things. Anyway, not like I can afford them. I need to get a job tomorrow and I still feel hung over from yesterday. Drinking a forty of Colt in half an hour isn't what nature intended. My ( Read more... )

Well, I'm a little behind the curve of posting poetry, but better late than never.

( America )

I'm beginning to be able to tell what time it is and where I am by my sense of smell alone. But this isn't about that. This is about my dream ( Read more... )

I just waited a full day to update my journal, just left it sitting on the screen. None of the times or dates mean anything anymore, even though they probably didn't in the first place. So you can just ignore that *other* entry. Heh ( Read more... )

Proffessional Adventurer for hire. I can get you into and out of ridiculous situations, for a price. Life just too boring? Fight Nazis on a burning rope bridge for secret Civil War gold, perform death-defying feats and brag to your office about them. Danger guaranteed to be real, some possibility of fatal woundings exist. If you die, double your ( Read more... )

( More of me getting over Kate (seriously, almost over her) )

I just turned on the last 20 minutes of Death Wish 3 and almost shit my pants. It's billed as the most unintentionally funny movie ever, and damn does it hold up. All I saw was people being shot and lit on fire for a good twenty minutes, culminating in Charles Bronson killing a guy with a missile launcher. Mmm. Hot. I guess Counselor Troi from Star ( Read more... )

Well, I did not do well at all on those tests, at least I don't think I did. Ah well, c'est la vie. College is over for a while, now I have to get a job and somethin to do. Hartford tomorrow, I hope to god I make it to Toga before Todd leaves ( Read more... )

Ever get chills from music? No? Want to? Download Picaresque by The Decemberists. Listen to Eli, The Barrow Boy. That is all.