it's always strange to me how death of a familiar face (or as the case on this day may be for me, the burial of a loved one) brings out all the regret I might not have felt (or rather, noticed) otherwise. I don't communicate effectively how I feel towards people. sure, I'm honest (to a fault, at times) and I convey the general sentiments of the day ( Read more... )

after this early morning's entry I have decided (two) things..

i. I need to get a fucking job.

ii. the level of THC intake needs to decrease.

..not necessarily in that order.

data [information//communication] from "satellite" signals [bounce, bounce] 9,600,000,000,000 [nine quadrillion, six hundred trillion] miles away takes 1,600,000,000 [one billion, six hundred million] years to be processed, translated, and incorporated into reality [1010110010100101]I've gone about the daze as if I've understood light years for ( Read more... )

you can't be happy if you can't afford to buy the things that make you happy. but if the things that make you happy can't be bought, then fuck finding a new job forever and ever (amen).

Lisatening to music in bed.

taking over Tivo.

Raetionalizing "big people" and pyramids.

six bumcheeks on a loveseat.

the last piece of Key Lime pie.

and notes that read, "I hope you have a better day than yesterday.." and other niceties to wake up to.

all further proof that I choose when I'm going to have a bad day- by who I happen to ( Read more... )

well, at least I'm not a liar.. I walked out on my job this morning. I'm wondering now if pride and a (different) sense of "fair" equate to rational departures. I probably should be wondering about who might be hiring, though.

what people don't get is that you get what you're asking for with your insinuations. I really didn't even fully realize it myself until now (and have I?). when I put vibes out there, people respond to them. conscious or not, it's received and processed and reciprocated in some form or another. it's called communication, I think. and you've probably ( Read more... )

the last few weeks have been so emotionally and mentally fulfilling. yet somehow, I can't even begin to grasp onto them long enough to attempt an explanation or even understand it fully on my own.. at least not in any way that I might be able to say is accurate. my dear friend John has made me aware that every week I endure is "crazy" (at least ( Read more... )

feeling the severity of absolutism (living in truth ( Read more... )

August - Black Rock Desert, Nevada ( Read more... )