I'm not going to update anymore. I'm really tired of keeping up this journal, now that most of my friends are gone. My story is done. Those of you who were here from the beginning--thanks. We may meet again, somewhere in the mists of time, but if we do not, fare well, and so long. This is Brian, signing off. Good night.

I'm not doing so well. I miss having a place to call 'home' where I can be with my friends. And I miss my friends. I miss the life I had before the Internet, when I would pass the time writing and building, instead of staring at a screen and doing nothing as the hours rolled past ( Read more... )

When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse,
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone.
I cannot put my finger on it now.
The child is grown, the dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb.

I'm tired ( Read more... )

I think maybe I'd like to go to the moon some day. You know, just for the weekend or something.

Also, being shat upon after you've poured yourself out into a job that you thoroughly enjoy because of soulless wannabe corporate suits is muy bad for morale.

Stay tuned for non-existent updates.

I rode to Walmart this morning feeling like Theoden as he crested the ridge overlooking Minas Tirith. I expected to see an unending sea of cars--a veritable siege on my place of business--and despair. My heart was steeled against it, and all that hardened determination went with me as I pulled into the plaza...and beheld nothing more than a ( Read more... )

I know it seems like I flip back and forth between deep, serious posts and random crap, but whatever. It's my journal. Anyway, you know what the best part about these past few weeks of setting up the shop at Wal-Mart has been? All the hot women. Bending over. Stretching up. Twisting. It's been great. There was this one who was wearing a thong one ( Read more... )

It's been a while, hasn't it? I intended to keep updating while working, but, well, that just didn't work out. I was on the first shift (8am to 5pm) for several weeks, and despite what anyone says, the morning is just not a time I should be moving around. Morning is for sleep. But now I'm on Second Shift (2pm to 11pm), finally, and things have been ( Read more... )

I intended this post for yesterday, but by the time I got around to it, I decided I would prefer to be in bed instead. LJ-Cut for length.

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Ah, orientation. Eight hours in a metal chair turned around to listen to droning explanations and watch mind-numbing videos. Luckily there was a hot girl right there whose ass I could readily watch instead of the speaker. Luckily again, I was paid to do this. And, finally, this will, luckily, pretty much be my job at Walmart. Woo ( Read more... )