New journal. This one has been too bad too long, y'know? It's time for a fresh start.
Please add as long as you're interested. I'm going to be adding people perhaps tomorrow. I'm not much up on your lives, as I'm not here often, and for that I apologize. Hopefully a change of scenery will fix that.  :) Leave a comment

Workin' too hard can give you
A heart attackackackackackack

Thanks Dimi, and thanks Alex.

Who needs a house out in Hackensack?
Is that all you get for your money?

And sorry for being a silly goose. That happens sometimes; mostly around 3am when I'm drunk and feeling sorry for myself (rotfl).

And it seems such a waste of time
If that's what it's all ( Read more... )

Billy Joel is a god among men.

i went to see his concert tonight; decided last minute when i saw the tickets online this afternoon. getting there was a nightmare-- it was snowing, raining, and everything was covered in ice, and i being the genius that i am was wearing cloth shoes. we got lost more than a few times. but god damn, it was worth that ( Read more... )

under the covers; under the covers of the thick, soft dark. the small noises. the cloak, and the sharp eyes ( Read more... )

I have been well. Things have been the usual. It is 3:42 and I have work tomorrow. I am so tired. Fortunately, I can't gather up the will to care. I would like to start smoking pot again, but of course, everyone I had known has gone somewhere else ( Read more... )

Heyyy guys. I'm alive. I've finally got a stable job as a realtor's assistant. I show people around condos and etc. Still no GED. And I'm a bit tipsy right now. Saw "a scanner darkly" the other night. It's an excellent film; very disturbing.

My great aunt ('Toots') has cancer. She has perhaps a month or two left. My grandmother(her sister) was on ( Read more... )

when i see images from the hubble space telescope, i cry ( Read more... )

Finally got a job. I'm a pool attendant. Granted, my last day is Monday (pool closes after labor day), but $330 is sure as hell better than not having a job at all, eh ( Read more... )

it's raining outside. pouring, really. listening to mogwai and drinking my sixth beer. i am happy, i am happy, i am happy ( Read more... )

There is something about this city. Like a big warehouse that is half new and bright and shiny, and half cockroach-infested and abandoned, hidden with cloth and secret doors. The duality is stark and unavoidable. Walk down the street, and you can go from glitzy penthouses with sidewalks that glitter to worn-down concrete tenements and residents ( Read more... )