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| so it's been another year.. and looks like I've served myself again. I have a serious money problem, I am limited to places where I don't need a car (which is ok, i guess, because I am quick on a bike) and I don't have space in the head to think about people. I almost feel embarrassed after seeing some of the stuff I've posted here and on my LJ. There is a lot of stuff going through my head I don't feel safe to post online. But I will post the stuff I do feel safe about.
The Facelift album by Alice in Chains is one of my favorites..
I am never satisfied with whatever current situation I'm in.. It's just me..
I'm in a deep financial shit right now, and trying to get out of it.
I'm single. It's much better, because I wouldn't be satisfied not being single anyway, and then I would be hurting someone.
I haven't smoked for 12 hours.. I don't want a cigarette as bad as I wanted one before.. withdrawal's a bitch.. but I'm slowly realizing it's all in the mind.
It's only 11pm and I admit I'm getting sleepy. This isn't like me. Could it be, that a week of waking up on my own 7am has set my biological clock?
I don't trust people. I am always looking for the other meaning behind people's words. People say things for a reason!
I'm going to sleep. Enough of this bullshit.. this blogging crap is getting boring.
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| holy crap, last time i posted here was just a bit over 3 years ago.. im a totally different guy...
makes me wanna listen to pink floyd and get depressed. all of their music has this underlying super mellow sadness...
since the last time I've posted, I've picked up a lot of bad habits, I've learned new things, I've done so much.. what was it like to not go through nicotine withdrawal every day...? what was it like to be cool and original...? to not deal with the bullshit in my life currently.. man I wish I'd made a video of myself talking with others just so i could see.. I'm holding on way too tight to the past. Need to let go... but I can't...
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| Whoa.. I cleaned my belly button today, for the first time ever... literally. Usually I'd just stick a finger in there in the shower.. but this time, I decided to take a real good look. Oh man.. I probably spent like 15 minutes just scrubbing the dirt off the inside of this 'button'. Then taking it out was tough. There is LOTS of dirt in there. Take a good look right NOW, yes, right as you're reading this. Look in there.. yes... it's dirty isn't it! Told ya. Well nobody cares about the belly button, nobody sucks on it, so you can forget about the dirt. And you thought those 'things' on guys were dirty.... 
I listened to jazz for 12 hours today. Straight. Tough stuff. Now I'm listening to Pink Floyd. | | |
| - Chi-Chi It's been a while... no time.. oops! You caught me on one of my worse nights!
Essay due almost every week, online discussions, tons of other shit, 2 jazz combos and 1 jazz big band.. I'll start working out again, working out = feelin good. And drums. No time to play. Child development. I shoulda known it's a psych class. Fuck. but, I like reading about babies! And the pics are just the cutest! hah.
What do I need (I already have good grades!!): 1. JOB. 2. Car (job = car, pretty much). 3. Play drums more. 4. Sleep. 5. Normal sleep schedule - ie, wake up at 10am, not 1pm every day. 6. start working out. 7. FEMALE friend with benefits. No relationships. 8. New cartridge for the record player, + tune up. 9. Get custom fit earplugs. 10. New shoes.
and...
11...
A GOOD BACKSCRATCH
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