So, now as I mature and become slightly more creative with my time, I find that livejournal is...an annoyance. I hate it. People talk shit, waste time, get fat, get offended, offend, and share thoughts that you could easily share with someone through socialization. And not online socialization, I mean actual conversation. I've wasted so much time, ( Read more... )

Call me outside I'll come running down ( Read more... )

So, here it is so far. Friday: go home with Joey and Robert. We chill in da' house while we look for some liquor. After obtaining a source we go outside and throw bottle rockets at each other until it rains. Damn. So, we go in Roberts room to throw fire crackers at each other. Yay! After the room had become thick with sulfer I suggested we exit for ( Read more... )

Let us die! Let us die ( Read more... )

Well, I guess I'm baby-sitting. The kid is in his bedroom playing a game I rented him: Hitman. Good game. So, I walk outside this morning and my neighbor across the street has this peice of shit van on the back of a wrecker and "MTV, pimp my ride" spray-painted on the side. He was taking pictures of it. I could only guess he was going to send them ( Read more... )

So, normally I could give a shit less about christmas, but this one was the best! I spent the whole day if Aja and her family and it was so much fun! Aja absolutely loves christmas and I didn't really care. But how could spending the day with someone you love more than life not bring out my christmas spirit. I love Aja Forster. I love that girl. ( Read more... )

Wow, today is great. I don't even feel like posting. So, I'm trying to get my friend Jake to play Fathom with me, but he's a got a case of stage fright. That's OK. I told him we would have a liter of Jack and then play. He felt better. I think we will play Dashboard Confessional-Ghost of a good thing, Modest Mouse- a pack of wild dogs, and I think ( Read more... )

So, here I am 3:20 in the morning. Why can't I sleep? I lay there for hours on end not doing anything. I think. I have a very unique thinking pattern that allows me to become lost in my thougts involuntarilly. One thought will trigger the next and so forth in a dominos pattern. Talking to myself, also. I'll talk to myself. You know, a slight ( Read more... )

So, I went to my good buddy Justin's house. Haven't seen him in a while. This kid is like my brother and taught me almost everything I know about skating. He lives in Ootelwah....fun stuff? No, he hates it. he misses East Ridge and I feel for the kid, There isn't shit to skate in "Cooter wall", as me and Justin so intelligently refer to it as. ( Read more... )