Two crushes. And suddenly, life became intriguing, awesome, and full of potential prosperity and happiness. FUCK. YEAH.

I think I'm, for whatever reason, feeling compelled to don my suit jackets on the regular and arm myself with that "come and get me" smile, boasting confidence reeking of fake-it-til-you-make-it. Y'know, the likes of which I had all about me in the fall of 2007 following the loss of my uncle Scott and my girlfriend of nine months, Lauren Ward. I ( Read more... )

Irritating how something so distant still remains too close for comfort.

Nowhere to go but forward...even if I go on forever and there's nothing ahead.

I would like my fear replaced with hope and my anxiety replaced with joy. The past also has my permission to die in favor of the future, but I'll take whatever I can get at this point.

In the meantime, it's time I refocus my energy to breaking free of this lame ass prison I've managed to be interned in for who fuck knows what/why.

Try and find me, if you can.

Another year wasted. Another year closer to 30. What a needless commemoration.

For my birthday, it is possible that my parents, one of them or both of them, for christmas and/or birthday, will get me a new iPad to solve the problems of slowness and a growing app incompatibility that the current one annoyingly has (by virtue of being capped at an OS one behind the current). That, or "needed" gift cards to Target, or NewEgg, ( Read more... )

I started the second of four stories that are part of the book/novel/story/whateveryoucallit that I'm writing. I had placed arbitrary conditions that needed to be met before I continued with it, but after months of not doing them, I said fuck it. Why restrict creativity for OCD's sake? Also, four hours before I'm due for more ultraviolet therapy ( Read more... )