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A lot of people are runnin' around sayin' "No to Socialism." I just want to know where I can get my hand on some a' that dope those people found, 'cause I'd actually like t' see some of that Socialism they're seein' around here first, before I knew what I was sayin' 'NO' to!

While perusing my usual collective of blogs on the company dime this afternoon, I finally figured out why I've been so averse to writing things down online. A blog, like any other kind of journal, is like a passive therapist, a silent ear that acts as the thin thread between me coping with the world, and me bursting pustules of pent-up Insanity and ( Read more... )

I just got back from the bar, and it's late. I'm up listening to songs by Hot Water Music and Saves the Day from like ten years ago that I used to play back when I was a freshman in college ( Read more... )

I'm back from supporting Operation: Javelin Thrust in the vast deserts of Nevada. Not a lot to mention, because I had back-to-back shifts of doing martial arts training and then running the night shift at the supply office. Ergo, no fun trips of exploring anything off-base like Fallon or Reno. Boo. At least I didn't waste any money at the casinos, ( Read more... )

Okay, okay, so I fail epically at maintaining interest in writing about myself. I've actually been pretty overwhelmed by all the stuff that's been going on.

Ironically since my last post, I was hit by an SUV, and somehow managed to buy a second moped and not consider myself batshit crazy. I mean, if I'm going to get myself killed, I might as ( Read more... )

I swear that mopeds are going to be the death of me, but I am too addicted to do anything but keep on riding them ( Read more... )

So, no, I didn't die in the unheated new apartment. Yet. It's actually a pretty damn cool place ( Read more... )

Ten degrees Fahrenheit tonight. If I freeze to death in my sleep, NO ONE WILL BE AROUND TO FIND ME.

Irrational fears of living alone.

I hope my heat works...

As of 11:33pm last night, I am officially moved out of my old apartment and into the new one. The last things to go were my ex-roommate's two extra televisions [why someone needed more than one TV in a two bedroom apartment is beyond me], a star-shaped piñata, and a day-glo pink re-re helmet with attached rabbit ear antennae. I ended up donating ( Read more... )