Go to your Calendar and find the first entry for each month of 2005. Post the first part of it in your journal, and that's your "Year In Review".

you know, reading through these... some of my entries were really...scary/depressing/disturbed.

1.1.05 R.I.P

In order to move on, one must erase the past.

2.4.05
sigh. i've had a damn good week so far ( Read more... )

taken from tam ( Read more... )

if there were one movie title to describe my life in a nutshell, it would be Better Off Dead.

the end.

oh, and some of my paintings, since i've finally gotten pictures of them:


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how does one respect something one doesn't even like ( Read more... )

the only difference between my dad and me is that he can keep a completely straight face whenever he fucks with people. i must work on becoming like the master ( Read more... )

fuck everyone and everything.

a society based on its members helping one another is possible.

French Quarter Tribes

fuck any one of you who doesn't think anarchism could ever work.

Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television. Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. ( Read more... )

jonah and i went to hogue's to book a show or some ( Read more... )

i apparently tend to say lots of weird shit when i'm maniacally mirthful. i was hanging out with dustin, who has apparently never seen me completely giddy, despite the fact that we've known each other my entire adult life (which is actually kind of depressing). i was repeatedly asked "wtf is wrong with you?" and "what are you smoking???" he also ( Read more... )