My heart is literally racing. Way too much caffeine. New girlfriend cheated on me. We are "taking a break". I need a ride. I should buy a car, but doesn't a Harley 1200N sound more appealing? Motorcycles are just more cathartic to drive. I turn 23 in a month, and I'm sort of going over the whole, "Who the fuck am I" thing right now. It's a cyclic ( Read more... )

Drinking some gin and tonic tonight, waiting for the election results to roll in. Buddy just rolled in and want's me out of his room. Baaad day I guess.

Drunk on Jack n' coke, listening to 1979, Smashing Pumpkins, and other Youtube videos. Elliott Smith, Family Force 5 for giggles. I miss my old way of life. Sure, I was broke and stoned, but I was happy. I'm not really unhappy, just less so than I used to be. Some six year old is listening to Bohemian Rhapsody next to me..... Awesome.

Killerkeychain takes up three fourths of my friends page. Awesome. Way to be persistent yo. Having some Jager tonight. I'm feeling the Samhain season, and it's great to be moved in that way for the first time in a long time. On a recomendation I'm listening to quite a bit of Apocalyptica lately which is amazing. Navy is the dregs. I miss my pagans ( Read more... )

11 days. 11 days till basic training begins. I already know I'm in for a world of hurt. Honestly though, the hypochondriac in me is just praying that they won't find anything wrong with me and that I will be privledged enough to qualify to participate in that world of hurt. I'm in decent shape for one my age. Decent for one that doesn't ever ( Read more... )

Somehow I knew when I first heard of this incredible woman that she couldn't last against the overwhelming evil that was her opposition. I firmly believe that this is a major historically event. Not only because of who Benazir Bhutto was, but because of the reprecussions that are sure to follow this tragedy. They will be equally as tragic. I ( Read more... )

The Crocodile Hunter is dead. Pierced through the heart by a Stingrays venomous barb. It is a dark day for daredevils everywhere.

I made lots of money at work yesterday, I was a prospective National Guard Recruit, a street preachin holy man, and Gymnast. I fuckin rock.

It takes lots of short term memory, and I've killed those braincells already. I'll be okay, it's just freaking me out that something so seemingly simple is pretty well difficult.

Didn't get to hang out with anyone I wanted to this weekend... Bummed. Going to my first serious day of work on 3 hours of sleep. (Costa Rican coffee is good) Rushed down to buy cigs at the Speedway and then back here to afford myself 17 minutes of time to post on live journal and read some news. Oh and to drink my coffee. Still wanna hang out. God ( Read more... )