Ok, so i've got this running again. I was going to wipe this clean but there are too many good entries to erase so i stopped like 1/4th of the way. Plus im too lazy to sit here for hours erasing it all ( Read more... )

This journal entry is dedicated to the memory of Helen Cox, who was a great friend, and my mentor.
I was informed this evening, that she died of a heart attack that morning.

She will be missed.

Helen Cox
May 30, 2002
Rest In Peace

Today has a odd mood to it. I can't really describe it, but if you find a copy of the song listed, it seems to fit it perfectly, minus the lyrics.
Im going to do some swimming today as per my excercise regimine, and attempt phone calls. Hopefully it will be quiet. Im doing good. Everythings real quiet today.

Ok, update cause no one else is lol ( Read more... )

Well, i've been busy as per usual, keeping things going. I have a bunch of art and sketch books, i've drawn a votive, hummingbird, weird symbol thing, a glass of cola, and a radio. Getting progressively better. Im going out for pizza for lunch, i hope to be around this evening, and make some phone calls.

"In this white light, i am sinking, in this silence, i believe ( Read more... )

Ok, if anyone had any doubts as to my sanity before, i hope to clear it up now with this story of the past 6 hours ( Read more... )

Ok, so a update as to whats going on in the wild world of Matt ( Read more... )

Ok, i had a blast yesterday. I so wish cassie could have been here for it, i took the metro up to DC by myself, and went for a walk from the Federal Triangle station, to the national gallery of art, and got to see some interesting stuff, including this guy who was handing out these interesting but still not understood religious notes. The gallery ( Read more... )

Well, so far today has been interesting. I was going to the national gallery of art, but i sat down for a minute, and fell asleep. When i wake up, im not a happy camper, espesialy if i haven't eaten, and blood sugar is low. Dark one played his guitar in the main area of the house where everything can hear it, and the boy cannot play. I asked him to ( Read more... )