Ugh, I hate my social life. I want to meet new people, but I'm too hermit-like to want to meet new people.

How the hell did I ever make friends?

And what is it about one in the morning that makes me feel like shit?

Note: I need more/new friends. I can count the number of people I know in Niceville on one hand.

Seriously, I think I can only post around 2 in the morning or later. For some reason, the juices don't flow properly until I feel like I'm going to pass out on my keyboard and produce a very interesting post ( Read more... )

The problem between Cynthia and myself is finally beginning to sink into my skull at an alarming rate. At first it was just “Oh, ok. We argue from time to time. Not too bad.” Like most things in life, it’s much worse than it seems. It turns out there’s not much of a future between us if I don’t convert ( Read more... )

So, my roommate Sean has been having some troubles in his life lately, and he actually told me moments ago that he wishes that he could be like me ( Read more... )

Here's some quotes from people over the past week or so ( Read more... )

SO! Guess what? I met someone ( Read more... )

Well damn. It's been a really long while, hasn't it? Where to begin ( Read more... )

I don't usually talk about my dreams, but last night's was particularly vivid. I remember going on a rafting ride through some canyons that turned out to be the shelves in my store, then I dried off fully clothed next to a girl I then realized was rafting with me. She looked at me and took me another room over, saying to not be afraid of hell ( Read more... )

I think I'm getting semi-depressed. I mean, how else can I feel alone in a house full of people? Day to day passes by pretty well, but when I'm alone I feel, for the lack of something wittier to say, very alone. In that sense, I feel like I go from a naive optimist to a jaded cynic in a period of about 3 nanoseconds every damn day. It's a ( Read more... )