Hah, I dug up my old deadjournal last night. What a huge mistake. I realized too much from my past. My wealth of contradictions, my obnoxious and ignorant opinions, my use of adjectives to pad my writing and make myself sound smarter than I was. It's all more obvious to me now than a hole in the throat. I sort of feel older, looking back at all of ( Read more... )

The further I get from life at home, the happier I get. Things are going so well now ( Read more... )

I can say two positive things about Thermatron Engineering, the home of my summer employment, 2006. One is that I am entirely motivated to stay in school and not wash my career down the toilet, and the other is to avoid becoming the witless bigot/chauvinist idiot fuckhead that I had the displeasure of working with, John Gooden. John had a ( Read more... )

A mix CD that I gave to Brendan ( Read more... )

So Steve has some sort of project going about the open road, some sort of concept he wants to try with songwriting, and he asked me if I would work on one or two song lyrics, so he gave me two titles and I worked on one so far. All I started with is the title "Highway Cross," and it went from there. This is what I came up with ( Read more... )

Home is no longer where the heart is.

It's comforting that no much shit you wade through, a few people will be around to keep you from getting down. Thank you.

The strike of midnight meant 5 months for Cait and I, with no signs of slowing down. I'm crazy about her.

Oh, and uh...

Dear Brendan,

Potato salad.

Regards,
Me

That's all for now. Over.

Last night's screening was less painful than I expected it to be. More often than not I was pleased with the work presented, and even the bad projects had something worthy of noting. It's healthy to critique your peer's work as well as your own, but the important thing to remember is that we're still learning. If we knew it all we wouldn't be in ( Read more... )

I've officially deleted my MySpace account. I'd been talking about doing so for months, but when my own high school (actually, a fake profile some freshman made with awful grammar and witless jokes) tried to friend me, the nail was in the coffin. I've no use for such a pointless website. When I closed my account, they asked for any sort of ( Read more... )

Somewhere between my favorite artists, albums, and album covers is the reason for what I picked on the list. Enjoy.


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