The feeling of a machine whose wire are all tangled up and yanked around and criscrossing and then connected to the wrong circuits. You know? That feeling of confused coordination when you press the backspace button in google search and it takes you to your most recently visited web page ( Read more... )

Right now there are eight songs that I really love. I know they are an eclectic combination and I don't care. I would like to have a list of them in history somewhere so that one day when I forget all of everything that happened in the year of 2007 in David's life there will be some momento to remind me. I really don't think I should ever forget ( Read more... )

Little post update.
I have not made the choices right for myself. Not by a long shot. Shit. Not by yards.

Eh. I'm drinking myself to death. I am as depressed and lost as ever. Just maybe not so pretentious when blogging anymore.

Personal troubles up the ass. I know I can sustain as long as I don't let them interfere with my work.  But lets see. As ( Read more... )

I want to find happiness. So far its been pretty pretty fucking hard.

I feel like I'm drinking myself to death. Every night. I have had bad run ins with coworkers. I can't get over this one girl who I like and made my life a living hell at Panda. My boss fucks with me every day and then I have to worry about business. Besides all of this I have lost ( Read more... )

I just love people. I am in such harmony with human beings right now that I feel I should make a brand new journal entry about it. I love coexisting with human beings ( Read more... )

Sick of work.

I feel angry and depressed. Or just frustrated and depressed. I don't even stick to my live journal thing well. Nothing I do in life I enjoy.

I enjoy nothing.

Fuck it. Its not even worth posting about.

So here I am posting a journal after years of using this web site. The friend who got me hooked on Live Journal is no longer my friend for the time being. I kissed his girlfriend two and a half weeks ago, among other things, and no one knew. I didn't expect anyone to ever find out.

One day, probably three days ago, he has a blow out fight with her. ( Read more... )

We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, therefore, is not an act but a habit.

Aristotle

I am finally done with I want tos and I should bes and all that bull shit. I believe that is a wrong way to look at yourself and your life. I gotta work out more, I want to eat less, I need to work harder, etc, etc. I won't progress from random good acts for ( Read more... )

This journal will be worth keeping. I don't know who reads it or who was disappointed every time I stopped posting for a long period of time ( Read more... )

Every man builds his world in his own image. He has the power to choose but no power to escape the necessity of choice.

Life fuel.

Apply the proper choices to each and every dillema, large and small, that you face. You will reap benefits. Take my word.