I am doing nothing with myself. Fall semester starts soon. Hopefully, I won't fuck it up. I have trouble getting proverbial balls rolling. It's a terrible inhibitor upon my success. I've been writing stuff. A new(not really new, but now focused) aim for myself is to become a published author. History has proven that I have horrible aim, however ( Read more... )

I am just not at all happy drinking myself to oblivion anymore. I need something more substantial for fulfillment. Love, medication, success, not exactly positive. Maybe I ask too much.

Sincerely,
Thom

P.S. I'm never really positive on anything.

I've been thinking about organizing a group, mobilizing them and go around throwing impromptu dance parties in random locations. It would be excellent I think. Except for when everyone gets arrested. It would be a very avant garde exposé. It could work.

That's all I really have to say right now. I'm tired.

Yours,
Thom

I guess I'm just going to limit my AIM usage. It doesn't matter much either way and I figure it's better to be somewhat accessible in the case that some actually needs me for something. It could happen ( Read more... )

I am taking a break from AOL Instant Messenger. I'll probably forget that I am and sign on when I wake up ( Read more... )

It's not as extreme as most think. It's a formidable relaxant with the amount I've drank currently. I've yet to venture into drinking the hallucinagenic amount. Anyways, I'm running out. I think that means I should start working again, since stuff costs money ( Read more... )

God can be a motherfucker, and sometimes fate gets your sister pregnant. I'm not sure what kind of sense that makes, but it sounds good and seems pertinent.

I expect not a single soul to understand anything I say.

I was born today, nineteen years ago. Rock 'n' Roll

1.5 hr canoe trip at 1am, ending with no bigfoot/alien/ghost sightings. GOD DAMMIT!
My sleeping cycle is off horribly. I missed class today trying to get things back to "normal." My thought process feels congested. I am boring.

Thats all,
Thom

Boring, jobless, poor days have persisted. My human interaction has been decreasing. I've been awake 36hrs, nearly. No great feat, but the alone time taking up those hours is note worthy. I'm gonna go buy a shitty microphone tomorrow ( Read more... )