Two things before I start this:
I assure you that I am not insane, despite my confinement at Hillcrest Sanitarium.  I am quite willing to admit that I must appear to be, and the details of my story will seem to confirm this, but please, know that my actions and experiences are not colored by crazy thinking.  They are the logical conclusion to the ( Read more... )

After fending off a bit of a breakdown this week, I recovered nicely to enjoy my weekend (which continues tomorrow with a spirited trip to Bloomington, hu-zah!) Despite exhausting work/school schedule and passive aggressive lj posts, I have made it through (with some help from my dear friend Teeth Mummy.)
Thursday, cut class and hung with supermachodude
, ( Read more... )

So, after planning on doing nothing but Rocky tonight, I got a call from zenassassin
 , who wanted me to join him on a night out with our friend Kelly ( Read more... )

Near the end of August in 1942, the firebombing of Stalingrad by Nazi forces began. The city was left a ruined wasteland of ruble. It was in this landscape of broken and torn human endevour that the battle for Stalingrad took place. Both sides dug in deep beneath the blasted remains of the city above. Old factories became strongholds, and the ( Read more... )

I view life as a series of phases, or eras (and as a collection of entertaining stories, but that's another topic). The last one was very positive, but it was one of starting, not of completing. I have a great start on a lot of things; school, a movie, bands, my new job, new living space, and recently a new excersise regement. On my way home ( Read more... )

Finally started (or restarted, if you count the month or two I did it four years ago) my Tae Bo. Many many months ago, I came home at three in the morning and zoned out watching infomercials. Decided it was a good idea to order Tae Bo DVDs. I got more than I bargained for, cause I was added to a Tae Bo DVD subscription, and after they charged me ( Read more... )

I resisted for years, but I have a live journal now. But why? Well, there are a couple of reasons. I want to get in the habit of writing on a daily basis. As a student, I have a lot to write, and I often find myself waiting until the last minute to do any of it, so I want to change that habit. I also want a place to organize my thoughts; ( Read more... )

Stalingrad on the River Volga. Between June 28, 1942 and February 2, 1943, somewhere between one and two million people lost their lives. That is an almost inconceivable number, all dead to satisfy the evil will of two men. Hitler and Stalin were both homicidal maniacs, and by the end of their careers, the one to two million lives taken in ( Read more... )