Valar Morghulis
My head is splitting. My mouth has a funny taste in it.
I was looking at some of my old posts from last summer. So many people who used to comment and who don't anymore. Some of which I am not really friends with anymore. But Livejournal really went cold, didn't it? Myspace hit us all pretty much at once and this is just the place for emo. Sad, granted I like myspace for what it does, but this place is so much more personal. For the internet, at least.
Bored out of my goddamned mind. I go job hunting on Tuesday, and let's hope it's better than last year's debacle. 30 applications, and I got hired by the worst eats in Los Alamos: Pizza Hutt. And they couldn't afford NOT to hire me.
Summer is crap. Hot, boring, and bright. Especially boring. I hate school, but during the rest of the year I have purpose, goals, and work. I think I need that. Winter is so much better. Winter is coming.
Go see Brick. Good movie, and it won't be in town much longer.
And read The Song of Ice and Fire. The first book is A Game of Thrones. Let's get this straight. I HATE modern fantasy. It's self-indulgent, Tolkien-bastardizing, glorified crap. But these books are so much different. Go ahead and give 'em a try.
The only proof I have of Saturday night is two hermit crabs on my stereo.
I might as well face it, I'm addicted to love.
So, my ramblin' stops here. Drop me a line or leave a comment or message or something. Let me know you guys are still out there, doin' whatever it is you do in May. And I'll be here, waiting for a sound.
-Owen
I was looking at some of my old posts from last summer. So many people who used to comment and who don't anymore. Some of which I am not really friends with anymore. But Livejournal really went cold, didn't it? Myspace hit us all pretty much at once and this is just the place for emo. Sad, granted I like myspace for what it does, but this place is so much more personal. For the internet, at least.
Bored out of my goddamned mind. I go job hunting on Tuesday, and let's hope it's better than last year's debacle. 30 applications, and I got hired by the worst eats in Los Alamos: Pizza Hutt. And they couldn't afford NOT to hire me.
Summer is crap. Hot, boring, and bright. Especially boring. I hate school, but during the rest of the year I have purpose, goals, and work. I think I need that. Winter is so much better. Winter is coming.
Go see Brick. Good movie, and it won't be in town much longer.
And read The Song of Ice and Fire. The first book is A Game of Thrones. Let's get this straight. I HATE modern fantasy. It's self-indulgent, Tolkien-bastardizing, glorified crap. But these books are so much different. Go ahead and give 'em a try.
The only proof I have of Saturday night is two hermit crabs on my stereo.
I might as well face it, I'm addicted to love.
So, my ramblin' stops here. Drop me a line or leave a comment or message or something. Let me know you guys are still out there, doin' whatever it is you do in May. And I'll be here, waiting for a sound.
-Owen