For the first time in my life, I know what I need.

For the first time in possibly ever what I want and what I need are the same thing.

Too bad it's not very likely I'll get it any time soon.

But at least I can try.

ZOMG! IT'S JAMES T. KIRKS 18TH BIRTHDAY!

ZOMG! WE BOTH JUST GOT HAMMERED!

We're actually going to the Westbrook Cinemagic for the 9:20 show...

This means James better be ready to leave when I show up for him AT NINE

... or at least by 9:10.

Recently certain people have noticed the ring I wear around my neck. They've questioned me about it, and to them I reply: "It's a reminder ( Read more... )

Uncle Chick told me something today that I'd hoped was true...

But I doubt it.

See, he wasn't entirely sure himself.

Wasn't even sure who he'd spoken to.

I can hope...

But it's not worth it.

On July 21st ALL of my local friends and I will be attending the latest possible showing of the sequel to Clerks at the Saco Cinemagic.

Let me know if you want in. Morty will be picking up the tickets.

Some mornings I wake up wanting to gargle with the barrel of a shotgun.

9/10 nights I go to sleep feeling that way.

I don't really have a reason to. For the most part I like my life. Just for some reason at the start and end of the day I feel like shit.

In the middle, it's all gravy.

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I feel like shit.

I need to get up at 10.

Take Sean to work.

Sleep now.

Sick.

Sometimes I wish I didn't care.