Beautiful sunlight ( Read more... )

I was stopping by the running store I worked at for a bit to pick up my last check. While doing this, it was my intention to share a nasty, run-down house that is just across the way. When I drove past, what used to be that bitchin' house, and haven of god-only-knows what kind of vermin, was now a pile of rubble. I was so disappointed that I ( Read more... )

Well...it's three twenty-eight as I start this entry ( Read more... )

Matthew opened his eyes in a dimly lit abbey and struggled up into an awkward hunch on the hard stone. His wrists pulsed with fresh blood flowing back to his numb fingertips. The sound of his slightly raspy breath echoed along in the chamber. There was no light from candles, only the soft glow of the starlight coming through the tiny windows. ( Read more... )

Exactly two years ago I graduated. Like always, I have two pretty strong reactions to such a realization ( Read more... )

I have recently thought of the following poem I wrote three years ago ( Read more... )

Doomsday is a terrible film. Terrible in ways that aren't even worth highlighting. I know that's kind of the point and I really didn't expect much going in, but I thought the movie might make a little sense. I was wrong. But hey, kudos to Bentley for making a car that can kill buses ( Read more... )

Matthew awoke amid the tattered gusts of wind in the early morning. The sun had yet to breach the horizon and the only light in the miserable shamble of a hut came from the clouded North star. He had never slept well in the New World, at first because of the unbearable torrents of rain that soaked the grounds. It was unclear to Matthew why ( Read more... )

Continued life-lessons learned from drinking too much ( Read more... )

Don't let it get near you ( Read more... )