it's getting quite a bit harder every day to press down certain emotions to the point of smothering them. i wonder what will change with the upcoming move. the close proximity to the sirens, beckoning calls east and west.

So I keep trying to talk myself in and out of this post. I think in the end I have come to take the form "journal" in the most literal of senses, and just write whatever here that I hope to somehow convey your way, though I'm fairly sure you won't see this ( Read more... )

I'm really hoping different places will be the answer out of this mess.

So I've been threatened with a restraining order.

By a family that lives in a trailer.
And grows marijuana in their field.
And has their home (read: trailer) go up for auction every year because they can't pay either of their two mortgages.

As you can guess, this is all quite laughable to me.

I'm sick of living in this movie ( Read more... )

"I was just thinking how awesome my DC is, and I got a brilliant idea for Sega to make a big comeback in the game hardware business ( Read more... )

So now I'm thinking about coming back. Writing is strangely therapeutic ( Read more... )

so right now i'm listening to my ex make out with another one of my friends.

it's gonna be a pretty hard year.

I neverrrrrrr update anymore.

I still see three or four of you on my friends page.

Hello, everybody.

How are you?

Me too. I understand how you feel.

I now spend most of my time at myspace (I sold out. I realize.) or photoshopping, which I suck at.


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Everything smelled messy. Everything smelled dusty, and the whole room felt somehow more brown. It was unnerving, to say the least, that this consumed the bulk of my thoughts. That smell of dust. That reeking fucking dust smell. It overpowered your senses, almost. I mentioned it on occasion to various friends, but they never seemed to notice ( Read more... )