I wonder if I should keep this LJ or start anew. Lots of history behind this account, but most of that history is me whining. 

Let's see, time since last update: 32 weeks. Sure, why not, I suppose I could update again.

Where've I been? Mesa, living and doing other things such as school and work. I am actually writing from MCC's little coffee shop iMacs in between classes, while listening to some All American Rejects on my iPod and waiting for my Sidekick to light up with a ( Read more... )

Not bright enough, of course, to earn me any money ( Read more... )

...is I'm finding a lot of really obscure bands that I like, and as a result I'm having trouble pirating them.

This means, I'm going to have to buy stuff off of iTunes from time to time, requiring a significant monetary investment.


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For those of you I haven't told about this, I recommend you visit http://www.pandora.com Immediately. I'm addicted to it already ( Read more... )

I woke up this morning to the most beautiful weather ever. It was a little sunny out, with dark clouds strewn about; Post-storm weather, as it smelled of rain. As I drove to work, it grew darker and the clouds looked like a photograph of an ocean imposed over the sky. An ocean of DARK GRAY DEATH ( Read more... )

Something wonderful has happened today ( Read more... )

I realized something kind of obvious last night; I believe it was somewhere between Josh playing Alpha Male again with two chicks, and Josh recommending I get a dick in my ass when I tell him I haven't been laid in almost a year. That realization is that I am the Fat Friend of my group ( Read more... )

Tonight marks my first ever LJ post made directly from my phone, unless I made one months ago in which case this would probably be my second but I'm just too lazy to look ( Read more... )

Ever have one of those days (or a few of them in a row) where you just want to scream in frustration? I'm feeling like that.Ah, what's the point. I don't have anything really interesting to write on here. It's all the same regurgitated depression over and over. In fact, I don't even know why I'm continuing to write this this second. Maybe it's just ( Read more... )