when you find out some friends have some problem with you
and no one seems to 'know why'
and no one seems to really care
and you have no idea what it can be.
its like a kick in the teeth and more reason to leave this fucking town.

i think it is damn near official
i am a recluse
a shut in
a hermit.
and currently developing an admirable addiction.
and now i am uncomfortable in my own skin.

i just want to go home.
now.

sundays really kill me.
    the weekend is over, and monday is next.
    i have to look at how much i despise my life
    i get to reflect on my fuckups
    and i am always alone the whole day
    the day is damn near a waste.
    and after each sunday i wonder more if my life is.

So, i love writing,
and i love journalism.
and i hate the fact that i have pay $40000 for a piece of paper that says i am qualified.

is this a fair trade today?
are you ready.
its coming.
here i go tossing my future away.
i am considering not coming back next semester.
Getting a shitty part time job where i bring in $200/wk
moving to a shit ( Read more... )

this weekend is a testament to why i should think more.
    friday. good party. for some reason garrett and jeremy had doomer spray them with pepper spray...and it burned the party's eyes right out.

I wake up saturday morning around 800 after falling asleep at about ( Read more... )

it was nice knowing everyone.

IF IT ITCHES, SKRATCH IT:
Spitalfield interview finally finalized for Skratch. All the kinks out and it is good to go in this months issue.
complimented on it, fuck yeah.
    they liked it enough to assign another interview, next month = my choice.
    also sending some cds for review.
it feels soooo good to be writing again. it is the only thing ( Read more... )

i am sobering up. still mild/decently intoxicated

i want to drunk dial bad, but i dont want to annoy people so i am going to sit here and type away.

or maybe just get lazy. i want to lay on my back on my floor and watch the ceiling spin why i talk to old friends and flames.
i want to tell them what i mean and have an excuse for saying it. plus ( Read more... )

things are good
i like the weather
the end.