For all you creeps out there, like Edd Jones, who read my journal and don't tell me about it, I wish I could give you more insight into my life.  Not because I'm vain, but because I love telling stories.  This story is about how I can't get online hardly at all anymore.  When I do, it's only to check the essentials.  The essentials include:

Facebook
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Now, just to be clear, I hate the drama llama... but it rears it's ugly head.  I'm not posting this to start shit, but only because I put stuff in here that comforts me.  My readers can find this little slam-site useful if they've ever been wronged in a relationship.  I found this website on a random search, partially because I was bored, and ( Read more... )

Should I stop playing because the game is being unfair?  Of course not.  Everyone is playing, all the time.  My decision is if I'm gonna keep being fair and playing by the rules, or if I should forget about kindness and loyalty and try to claw my way to the top.  I believe with a proper goal in mind, which I have, and proper ethics, which I also ( Read more... )

I'm still drunk.  Why'd I do that?

It's nine after nine.  None of my friends are here.  Guess I'll just drink all 24 of these by myself.

Gotta blame myself, though.  Told my friends on Tuesday to come on Friday.  Not a good idea.

Unrelated news, hung out with Kasey while juggling in Geneseo.  Made 20 in about an hour and a half... in the most deserted section of the art stroll.  ( Read more... )

I hate time.

I love bed.

Suck it, alarm.

I feel fantastic.

Some may say what I'm writing about today is random, but it's not really.  I thought about all of it and planned on writing it.  It's not random.  Random wouldn't even be if I showed up at your house with a crowbar and a gallon of milk, claiming I invented a new game which I want you to play.  The point is, I thought about it.  Most of what people ( Read more... )

Drugs are weird, man.  They can do freaky things to you.  Not just drugs, but any bad habits.  Being a big drinker, party goer, fornicator or whatever else your vice might be can be very bad for your perspective on life.  I was watching Intervention on A&E the other day, and there was a homeless guy addicted to crack who used to cycle with Lance ( Read more... )

I've been more productive in the past several hours than I have been in the past several days.  Maybe that's a bit of an overstatement, but I do have the internets back at my apartment!  That saves me so much trouble.

Now if only they could solve my bigger problems...

It's not easy folks.  Saying yes to yourself and no to someone else.  Especially when you promised that person you'd always say yes.  But sometimes people change, or at least you see a side of them you previously thought wasn't there.  So now I'm faced with a difficult task, and it's just not possible for both of us to come out without some bumps ( Read more... )