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That is all I have to say lately.

Arrggg.

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I hate being lonely. I try to perk myself up and head out on the town alone. I think to myself, perhaps I will meet someone, a friend, or a cute girl. But it never happens. I almost always end up coming home after two drinks and a few rounds of pool by myself. I’m trying really ( Read more... )

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Hello Planet Earth,

It’s been a while since our last chat. What’s going on with you? I see you’ve gotten a little warmer, are you coming down with a fever? Me? Well, I’m just starting to get over a (now) week long case of strep throat. Also life is busy due to finals, and me ( Read more... )

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The best advice I’ve ever heard in my entire long long life is:Fake it till you make it.

But does this work for happiness? I’ve tried and I’m not convinced that it does.

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I thought that when spring rolled around that depression was supposed to start rolling slowly back to  the depths from which it came. I was wrong. I am wrong every year. Just when the weather starts looking up,  I start once again looking down. Though I am now able [after years ( Read more... )

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In real life I frequently live inside of my own head. I visualize abstract things. I visualize PHP code, or that JavaScript function that will perfectly complete my design. I dream these things as well. Sometimes I don’t even notice that my mind is wandering and when I come ‘to ( Read more... )

El Quandary no more.

No longer will you draw breath. I have smote your ruins upon the ground with my drunken intensity.

When the smoke did clear I learned a terrifying truth that only my soul did know. El Quandary was merely a child. Through hiding and pretending El Quandary has evaded me once again. And now the real Matador will fly his cape and I ( Read more... )

I am a bull and something is out to get me.

Recently I meet a girl. A very attractive girl that struck me instantly.
I would like to ask this girl on a date, but I got a little drunk. I felt it would be better not to humiliate myself by slurring my words, or saying the wrong thing, so I decided to wait until a later time to ask her for a date.

Now ( Read more... )

So I’ve added some new poems to the mix.

“Melrose Place” was written on New Years morning after a long drive to Chicago on just 1.5 hours of sleep. We get to our destination and lo and behold, I still can’t fucking sleep. Crazy.

“Sleepless Poems for You and Me” was written just the other night after I couldn’t [once again] get myself to sleep.

So ( Read more... )

Last night I traveled up to Indy for Mr Millers 27th birthday bash.

I traveled with two bags of liquor for mixing Martinis. Everyone seemed to have a really good time. I got to see some really old friends that I haven’t seen in forever. It was truly fantastic!! I also meet some really cool new people: Mellisa, Jessica, and David.

Mellisa is Josh’s ( Read more... )