So, yesterday.. I spent most of the day moving into and helping my roommates move out of their old and into our new apartment. It took way too long and I now have a sea of boxes to wade through on my way through the living room. Hopefully some of the chaos will be sorted out in the next couple of days ( Read more... )

Soo.. I'm moving out of my apartment of two years. They were... long. The good times were good, the great times were great, and the bad times... well they were pretty bad. Anyways, the move went off without a hitch. Got all of my stuff in storage at a buddy's garage for a month until my new lease starts. Crashing at the girl friend's house in the ( Read more... )

Yeah, so I don't think there is a reason for why I haven't posted in a long time. It can't be because I don't have anything to complain about loudly in all of my post-teen angst. I've gone through and seen some pretty ugly shit since my last entry. Nothing worth sharing though, I guess ( Read more... )

I stand at the edge of the moral high ground. A quandary- is this really what I want? If it is then why am I so miserable? I thought that this would make me happy. Does that mean that I am a bad person? Is it bad to compromise your morals to be happy? Can you find happiness by compromising your morals? It doesn't seem right. It burns me up to think ( Read more... )

To the eleven or so black guys that decided that it was okay to start something on the lawn of my friend's house ( Read more... )

Yesterday, my faith in humanity was restored. I locked myself out of my room in my apartment, and no one (not even the apartment manager) has a key to said room. So I made some phone calls to try and get this ordeal behind me. A friend of mine rose up to the challenge. He offered his assistance with very little coaxing on my own. He didn't ask for ( Read more... )

Oh so thats anger... huh.

How every dissappointing. It's okay, I'm far enough away now that I can't feel it break. Maybe some day I'll realize.

Okay, well I don't know how to explain this, but I think my job MIGHT be a little too easy. I mean, I always have very little to do. And the stuff that I do have to do seems awfully menial. I just don't see how I'm a necessary piece to this damn machine of industry ( Read more... )

Fun is so easily spoiled by regret.

Another opportunity wasted. How disappointing.