Is 24 hours too much? Oh well, I don't think it'll matter that much. Not like I was going to sleep anytime soon anyway. It feels like it's still around 5 PM for some reason.

On another note, who wants to come give me a big hug. Right now. And a real one too. Leaving comments doesn't count. I'm waiting....

I wish I still had my apartment. I was really looking forward to spending this Autumn and Winter there. Wasn't meant to be I suppose. Or it was meant to be and something got seriously fucked up in the execution. Either way it isn't happening now. Alas.

Thank god for music. It's the only thing that never confuses me, and almost never pisses me off. I suppose that almost doesn't even count since since the two things that do annoy me just involve the storage and cost of the music. I've got to do something about getting a better way to store my music. I checked and found out that all my cd's ( Read more... )

I hate it when I have dreams where the meaning is screaming at me. It makes me get irritated about going to sleep.

A lot of things would be easier with a scapegoat. Wait, no they wouldn't. What was I thinking about? Oh yeah....

Photographs, funhouses, ferris wheels, lots of food, naps, good music, video games, unhappy animals, candy, rooster attacks, and a bunch of other stuff; none of it being listed in any particular order. Right on. We'll do it again sometime.

On another note, life is weird. So am I. Probably everyone else too. Oh well.

"I shoot stuff for a living. It's a great job. But what's not great when you
look through the scope one day and can't tell if your target is real or just a
picture on a wall. It scared the hell out of me. I got help."

That's great!

I was looking at a bunch of stuff I wrote several years ago and came to this conclusion:
It's all a bunch of melodramatic garbage.
But at least some of it is humorous.
And I might not be in the best mood for reading poetry and the like.

"No cloud can dance straight into the sea.
No cloud can chance falling over me."

Goodnight

As far as I'm concerned, life can suck it.

I remember why Brett and I used to do nothing but sit around smoking and playing video games. That's about all there is to do around here. Doesn't really help stave off the whole depression thing when it comes around, but what can ya do?

Oh yeah, nothing. That's the whole problem.

The Paper Chase is awesome. More people should listen to them