Another C-R-A-Z-Y friday night for Elizabeth Baumwirt. I'm such a freak. I think I'm starting to get sick again so I've been trying to sleep. That didn't work so I went to get gas for Blue Warrior and some tea for myself. And now I'm trying to get through some of my online traffic school crap. Did you know you should scan 9-12 seconds ahead of you ( Read more... )

Things are going pretty smoothly ( Read more... )

Been long long time.

Life is different ...

Girlfriend.
Rock shows.
New friends.
Old ones.
School?
Leaving the country.
Parties.
Picnics.
Nights at the beach.
Tattoos.
Flowers.
In love.
Starbucks.
Ganja.
Scotty.
Mini.
Sex.

Time to go,

Life, though complicated, is too good to waste time on this.

It has been hard to stop dreaming about her. These amazingly perfect dreams where we'd live together in a beautiful place and be happy. The dreams we'd always share with eachother and hope they'd one day become our reality. I caught myself just the other day. It was nice. In my sleep I sometimes forget that I hate her ( Read more... )

You know, the hardest thing, I think ... is to stop trying to convince myself that shes a good person. I believed for a long time that she was heaven sent. My Savior. And now I'm having to question every meaningful moment we ever shared. And the conclusion for each event has been the same: Fuck it.

I much prefer this life of honest good times.

School started last week, and as glad as I am to have to opportunity to repair my academic record, my classes sure are incredibly boring ( Read more... )

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Felt nauseous today.

Okay, its too complicated.

And I can't handle it.

I can't handle her.

Theres not a breath I take where I don't breathe one for her ... but her presence is just too painful when she is not mine.

So, I'm doing pretty well. Reading so much right now ... political satire, emotional wellness, books on spirituality and meditation. Haven't touched any weed this week. And it seems the changes I have been making are really being noticed. My demeaner, my thought process, the way I treat people, and the way I feel about things ... more considerate, ( Read more... )

So, I *just* got home from the airport. Jesus, 3 hours later than expected. At first my plane was delayed coming in from Salt Lake to pick us up from Oakland due to lightning storms and then just as we finally got on the runway and were cleared for takeoff when they decided there was a problem with the hydraulics and made us return to the gate and ( Read more... )