Finally, after all this time, I am moving into my very own apartment.

Having finally read through the George R.R. Martin series A Song of Ice and Fire I wonder how it is that I forgot so much of what actually occured the first time I read it. I'm about 70-75% of the way through the third and latest book and all of a sudden I'm reading stuff I have no memory of. And this is material that literally has me seething to ( Read more... )

Happy New Year.

I can't help feeling sorry for the people of Haiti right now. Hurricane Jeanne tore through the country, and the death count so far has already passed 1500 with another 1000+ missing. It's just so sad to think about all the deaths caused by these hurricanes recently ( Read more... )

I guess I have an itch to spam the hell out of my LJ. I decided to clean my room on a whim and I must say I did a pretty nice job. I vacuumed the carpet, threw out a lot of old junk and boxes and whatnot, and did a little minor rearranging. It looks a lot better now, and a bit more organized I guess. I could probably do some more organizing of ( Read more... )

I have been messing around with my guitar more and more often lately. I never got very good at it because I couldn't force myself to practice the same stuff repeatedly until I could do it well, but every once in a while I just get an itch to mess around on it. Lately I have been working on the slow solo from Metallica's Master of Puppets. That is ( Read more... )

I went searching for her, but she wasn't there.

I'm tired, I have a headache, and I'm cold.

Can't you see? This infatuation is tearing you apart. You hardly eat. What little sleep you can manage is disturbed. Your mind is a black hole to emotion, yet you won't do anything to fix it. How are you going to get better if you won't put forth any effort to do so? Why keen on this way ( Read more... )

Our favorite bartender just had her last day yesterday. She is moving about 200 miles south, so we will be able to hang out with her whenever we visit a friend down there.

Seems like everyone but me is moving lately. I hope to add my name to that list soon, but as of yet it isn't happening.

I discovered that my parents, not my sister, are the reason my nerves are stretched so thin. I thought my sister yelling at me because my parent's printer was out of ink would anger me more than my father not listening to me and telling me to stop talking while he told to get me to go him more ink. All I wanted to know is if one of the three other ( Read more... )