I got home for a minute and decided to text post a lil summin summin. Gotta get my ass to Massachusetts by 7 am Friday. And I get my new laptop in 5 days. Yay! Anything new happening out there? Lemme know.

Howdy Peoples. Well Merry Christmas...I'm unfortunately working today. Bleh. But on the upside...on January 9th I get to move in with tragic_blood . Yay!! I just bought a paid account on here, so I can phone post more often...and my journal won't seem like a paperweight anymore. Anyway, gotta take a load of Engine cores to Mississippi. I fucking hate ( Read more... )

Well, I'm on the road again. Headed for Harrisburg, Pa. Wish me luck!

I hate my life. I really do. I want to die. I want to die tonight.

I have a problem. Computer nerds Assemble!
I downloaded an .ISO image of Star Trek: Bridge Commander from limewire and then downloaded Alcohol 120% and burned the image to CD. Then I downloaded Virtual Drive 7.1 and made a virtual drive (E:) and downloaded all of the Bridge Commander data there. At first I had a runtime error because it is a copied ( Read more... )

So I'm sitting here alone drinking coffee and listening to "The Gambler" by Kenny Rogers....and I realize that I have been wrong about alot of things in life. "You gotta know when to hold em....know when to fold em....know when to walk away...know when to run....you never count your money...while you're sittin at the table....they'll be plenty time ( Read more... )

Sometimes I think I'm too demanding on people that can't stay with me. What I mean by that is...I haven't been through much torture in my life, I've always been pretty stable...except for a few times. But sometimes I feel like I can't compete with some of the people in Maggie's life. I read her journals and it's like "Man...how in the fuck...or ( Read more... )

Dear Humanity,

"You said you'd die for me." Such strange words aren't they. In a world where nobility and honor are squashed for such instant gratification as happy meals and video games, and the latest crush. Sometimes I feel like that lone Samurai standing on a hill overlooking the hordes of British Riflemen...sword in his hand...ready ( Read more... )

Dear Everyone,         I was just reading a journal...the journal of someone very close to me. And I came to realize something; how do you hold onto something that is fading from your grasp? It seems like every time I speak to her she gets farther and farther away from me. We used to talk non-stop...when we first met. She used to call me all the ( Read more... )