Felt like about the right time to make another entry ( Read more... )

So, Felicia... I really really wanted to like her. She's just not letting off anything that signals good. For me to be with her would require me to drop some morals and standards I keep, and set them aflame. So, she came over, talked to my brother about drugs and alcohol. Great start, really. Regardless to how much I don't like her ( Read more... )

But just felt like writing a bit, no reason really. Sleep tonight will be difficult. I've been up until 4:00 AM for the past three of four nights now. So tonight I'll have to press myself to get to bed. I've been going music crazy lately. I grabbed up my broken bass and practiced some pretty hard stuff for like 2 hours. I've still got it, I'm ( Read more... )

Woo. A new year, that's nice. Officially 2005. Anyhow, being that it means nothing, let's continue ( Read more... )

I'm pretty sick, I'm surprised it hasn't ended yet ( Read more... )

Short day it felt like, today. I'm not really sure. I stayed home from school, being miserable all day. But I did, however sleep in quite late, which was nice, it's like 11:30 now, and I'm beginning to feel better. I will go tomorrow. My back still hurts like hell though, it's weird, I don't know why it's been so damn painful. I don't think I ( Read more... )

Yeah, been a while, sorry for the lack of entries. Fallen into a hole, it seems. Anyhow, let me fill you in on the last while. Been kinda lazy with the band, since it's just Jake and I. A two man band would rock, but we're just not talented enough to play 2 guitars, a bass, drums, and sing with just the two of us. However, we are getting there ( Read more... )

I'm having a jam-out with some Aesop Rock right now, and it makes me wanna boogie, but in other news, not a lot is going on. Jake came over at like 1 or something, and we wrote the song to my lyrics, not all of it, but it is on it's way to becoming the best song ever, or close. Took us like 2 hours, then he went to a parade with Liz. I sat in my ( Read more... )

After a few days of a dead mind and no inspiration, I started singing, and a song came out ( Read more... )

If I made piles of days, symbolic days, I guess they'd be like pieces of paper with my accomplishments written on them. But I wonder how big my pile of good days would be relative to my pile of bad days? It's a rough subject. I think I'm just too worrysome about things. I've been coping with life altogether way better than usual, and it feels ( Read more... )