So here i am again in the clutches of the pharmaceutical vampires. AAI. I always forget how much I hate this place until im here once more. All clinical settings remind me of being hospitalized in my youth for depression. This place is actually worse, because it is filled with "normal" people with "normal" lives. This study is really huge too ( Read more... )

...they got a little bit better. I love the co-op. Where else could i possibly work where i can show up hungover and hating everything, and by the time i leave i actually dont feel too depressed. I had a really long talk with "the preacher", this old guy that comes in and just drinks coffee and rants. He pretty much rules. I really wish i had ( Read more... )

what do you know another hungover saturday, and i dont know which hurts more my heart or my head. Show went ok last night. Mechanoids are always the best, and Mr. Rozzi showed up randomly but didnt play 'long ride' which is my fav. AHHHHHHHHHHHHH...I feel like ass. I smoked an entire pack of cigarettes last night. I hate my life.

...because where better to wipe the snot, and tears. Grasping at gossamer angels, with stolen halos. Why is everything i desire always out of reach? Never far out of reach, that would be too easy. No like the proverbial carrot dangling on the horizon getting farther away the closer I get. I HATE people, but i really like you. and for the ( Read more... )

So it has been many moons...and a few more since i have written in this thing. Much has happened, yet sadly so much is still the same. Im still in freakin school studying math, although next semester i will be at state and get to take 4 math classes and 1 computer science. Before you send your condolences, this is actually a good thing...you ( Read more... )

Some nerve these frosty bastards have, luring me into late night sledding, after canceling class while its snowing, meanwhile I'm like hey I ride a motorcycle how bout you let me take my calculus test I studied hard for. Nope. Ride home with snowflakes in your eyes. Later that night, was TruthI's going away party. I'm gonna miss that kid. ( Read more... )

I went to this poetry SLAM last night with a 50 dollar cash prize....and won!!!! It was fucking amazing. I still think the guy with a score right below mine beat me, but hey i'm not complaining. Actually, I don't so much like competion in that way, but I was no joke broke, so I worked really hard on the delivery and stage pressence for a couple ( Read more... )

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I think my LJ has manifestation powers. Less than 24 hours after posting about needing to get better at producing, or find a good producer, a local MC/producer invited me to his studio. Not only is he gonna give me a few beats he's made to mess with, but he is gonna give me some lessons on his MPC. I am pinching myself constantly, I mean both ( Read more... )

"Who's Bad", that's who. That is the name of the Michael Jackson cover band I saw last night. They were tight as fuck. Imagine if Michael Jackson never got all scary wierd, and was backed by an amazing funk band. I was drooling during all the solos, and Michael WAS Michael. It was quite fun. Sorry for lack of pictures, but I forgot my camera ( Read more... )