I'm containing my internet addiction and literary compulsion to myspace. I'm suspending my LiveJournal updating indefinitely. I have been beginning blogging on myspace (which may be even more lame than LiveJournal), but I wish to keep these indulgences in one confined place. I've found difficulty committing to my journal (actual, pen-on-paper, ( Read more... )

Seriously, when the fuck did it become cool to be christian?

Fuck that.

My last night with a New Paltz address, and I'm spending it sweating and moving. Tomorrow at 9 AM, I will be shipping off to Long Island and I haven't really absorbed it. Everyone will be in Brooklyn tonight for Megan and Jaime's apartment-warming party, and I wish I could be here. Instead, I'll rent some movies, eat some pizza and hang out in my ( Read more... )

So, I just may be taking my 11 year old brother to see Green Day at Giants Stadium on September 1st. My dad was going to, but when I was offered the ticket for free, I jumped at the opportunity. It wasn't until a few days later that I found out the not only is Green Day playing this show, but Jimmy Eat World and Against Me (that's right; Against Me ( Read more... )

I'm back in New Paltz. It's been so long, I almost couldn't handle my arrival. Everything seemed to be so strangely comfortable and familiar, but drastically different from the life I've known over the last six weeks. I'm gaining control over realizing that I'm at home and not in a van and not hungry and not broke... There's a big part of me that's ( Read more... )

In Colombus, Ohio. I'm so fucking tired...

In a library... again. Time limit... again ( Read more... )

City limits stretch and sway, while industry strangles its insides. The inhabitants are parched by house fires and new zoning laws. Somethings still moves inside St. Louis' belly, but I'm not sure what keeps it alive. Hope is sometimes inherent when you've got little else to fall back on. Low income, no income, no God. Just the porch, a cup of ( Read more... )

I'm using a library computer's internet connection in Denver, Colorado and I have a timer ticking down with eight minutes remaining until I'm automatically (and rudely) logged off. This must stay brief ( Read more... )

After a sparsely attended, poorly performed and overwhelmingly air-conditioned show buried in the caboose of James Madison University, our caravan of vehicles continued on southwest. Karate Band separated from us to change a headlight and the Long Island Jeep sped ahead a few miles ahead of us. At around two AM, we blew a tire on a dark, deserted I ( Read more... )