So I'm sitting on the couch watching some television and I'm on CNN. I saw the picture of that Rhianna chick who got beat by her boyfriend Chris Brown. He beat the hell out of her. If you haven't seen the picture, go to TMZ and check it out. They got it ( Read more... )

I made a statement in my last post on how I couldn't sleep, that my mind was wandering.  I attempted to go back to sleep after drinking my beer but it didn't help much so I got back on my computer, obviously.  The thing is, I've read all my journal entries since the creation of this thing.  Ashley made the first entry back in December of 2001 ( Read more... )

I have to be to work at seven this morning.  It is 1:28 a.m.  Why am I up?  Oh, that's right, in the past five hours I drank two Monsters.  How fucking stupid ( Read more... )

It seems that I don't know how to type anymore.  Eh, that's a lie; I don't know how to get out what I'm thinking.  I think that's a little more... exact ( Read more... )

I have no idea what I did to my forearms. The pain I'm going through is not the normal aching pain from working out; it's much deeper than that. The pain almost feels like the muscle is tearing away from the bone, losing the connection. Holding my arms out in the fashion I have them in right now is straining them to the point where I have to ( Read more... )

It has been quite some time since I've posted on here. I was lucky enough to have my computer crap out on me again last month. Let me tell you... probably the best experience of my life ( Read more... )

No matter how much sleep I get I'm always tired. Kind of annoying.

Cut my hand open drunk. It's annoying because no matter how I move my thumb it reopens.

It's time I walk away altogether.

Eh... Some other things but I haven't the time right now. On muh way to work. >:|

Today would have been amazing.

And nothing of value was lost.

I don't know if I even slept this morning.