Much has changed about me since I first wrote in this.  So much I don't know where to begin.  I still practice Kung Fu, but not the same style, nor at the same school.  I am no longer in College.  I am 23 years old now, and until recently, I was unhappily employed as a baggage handler at the airport in Milwaukee.  Now I am unhappily unemployed, ( Read more... )

It certainly has been a while since I wrote an entry.  Over a year.  Maybe that's a good thing.  Maybe not.  Either way ( Read more... )

I am still alive ( Read more... )

Well, at least it's a nice grey area.

On my way out to work.  Hope it's a good day again.  All the new trainees seem pretty cool.  Maybe I'll make a friend or two ( Read more... )

Still feeling kinda foul.  I think it might be seasonal depression, it's getting cold and I don't like it.  Oh well.  Work and music are both going pretty well, but I always just feel like crying, or just falling asleep and never waking up.  I don't know what's wrong with me, my life isn't that bad at all.  Oh well, only time will tell me.  But at ( Read more... )

Men have feelings too.   That's all I have to say about that ( Read more... )

My knee dislocated in a bin today, I have some pain in my lower back, and I feel a cold coming on.  But I will keep going until my body gives out, because I just don't care anymore.

Fuck this planet.

So, something was brought up in Liz's livejournal, which I would like to bring up in mine.  It's either one of two things, and I would like to know which.  Either Ken is talking big shit to be a dickhead, or he's telling the truth.  So I'll ask straight out.  How many of you out there reading this actually like me, and aren't just being polite and ( Read more... )