Sometimes I am a real piece of shit.

I am very happy today. My little black kitten with the soft grey neck returned to me. Some time ago an evil old lady stole him away to a distant land of magic and high adventure. I guess he got bored with all that and he decided to come find his best friend in the whole wide world (me). I am ever so happy to see my little pal again.

Today for the first time ever I was shouted at by a French Canadian.

Burning sky

Am I the only one who finds it uncomfortable to make small talk with my family on this most turkytastic of days? I don't really know my family to be honest, we never really talked. I think I am so different but really we are all the same, a family of strange headcases.

Today I listened to a coworker for about half an hour outline the infighting and power struggles between various factions within his baptist church. It would have all been so shakespearean if only these people were more intelligent or interesting. I think I know why church burnings happen.

I am drunk and introspective. A lot has changed in the past few months. I have been slowing replacing my red human blood with clean burning alcohol. I have been making out with girls and hanging out with fellas. All around things have been difference since moving out. I am not sure how this has truly changed me when it comes to my insides. I am ( Read more... )

They told me I couldn't build a little man out of paper, but they were wrong, DEAD WRONG. Who's laughing now?

Updates about my life:

Moved out of my family's house out on my own.

Coolest shoes in the world.

Still a genius.

I looked up at the sky as I walked down the busy street. It was gray and hinted at rain, which made me frown because I don't like being wet. After I had finished determining how wet I might get, I looked forward to notice Tim standing on the next street corner. "Tim, hey man, it's been a while how are you?" I shouted, but Tim ignored me, his ( Read more... )