Today I got a free laptop that someone didn't need anymore. Then I had my stereo heisted from my car parked outside the house. Life always balances out one way or another, and I guess this is about as clear cut an example as any to show that.

I am probably gonna stay down here until like the 21st of December and work. I could use the extra money (not that I will have much extra). It looks like it is going to be another Christmas where everyone gets my respect and a nice big hug for Christmas (well, not everyone, but most of you guys [except for The Pudge (sorry, I just wanted to say " ( Read more... )

Dirty fingernails scratch your back
as you gently sleep off
the long night before.
You get goosebumps
and I hope it's me and
not the December breeze
from the window left open.
I hope it's from me.

An anchor sinking
when the whole world keeps moving-
I'm tied to the floor.

The woods aflame!
flailing, and running blindly;
burning cinders sticking to
clothes like leeches feasting.
I was so busy fleeing I failed
to see you fell
long ago. Finally
I found a way out,
but I exit the forest
alone
and burnt by ravenous flames
that weren't really there
at all.

I had a dream that I was at someone's house and they offered me a drink. I told them I'll have whatever they were drinking, and I got a tequila and milk with a dash of lemon.

That's all. I just thought that sounded beyond gross. But now I have to try it...

Things that make me feel worse about my life:

• Girls gone wild
  
• Emory students
  

One of my fondest memories is sitting outside of the hanger on any given winter night, jaw-chatteringly cold out but we're too engaged to really care. We can see our breath, and the frost on the ground. We can see all the stars out. We were happy.

Today, I had a bum come up to me and go "Hello Sir, would you like to donate to the United Negro Pastrami Sandwich fund?"

What should I do with Chad's life?