A picture is worth how many words?
Unless I'm blacking out and missing exactly 4 minutes and 36 seconds of reality, my song isn't playing when I click "play". This, however, is quite unlikely because I'm totally sober. I don't really think I'm going to get any sleep tonight. Partly because of my general lack of ability to sleep, and then some more because of choices that I might have to make in the next several days that I'm going to be less than proud of, and less than okay with myself for.
I guess to detract from (for the most part) my fairly discontented mood, I'm going to try something entirely random. I'm going to scavenge my hard drive for pictures of defining moments in my life. A lot of them are good, some are bad, some are pretty much as ironic as you can get. Anyway. Have fun with this.
May of 2004 - The context should be obvious enough. That's Fred Shope on the right in case anybody wondered.
This one really doesn't matter, but I'm very much red-eyed, and Jimmy and Andy are very much younger.
There is kind of a really big gap here... because I don't have those pictures scanned from 2005. I'm going to see if Kirby has a scanner because my beautiful fuckin masterpiece isn't going to be complete until they are here.
Driver's Ed (only surviving picture of the time period)
I moved. And stuff.
The Zenis
Yeah about that...
Warren Football. Fo'sho'!
That day at Denny's I never told anyone about... Early June, 05. The day I decided I'd had enough shit and that it was time to get on with my life and persue other people.
The day the Warren got owned
Amy
Homecoming
We all drank. Much.
I think this one pretty much speaks for itself.
Little Girls Pointing and Laughing
Hiatus from life
Megan
Now it's 6 in the morning and I've still yet to sleep.
You know... logical decisions are so simple. You either do or you don't. You weigh the pros and cons of the situation and act in the way that yields you the best result. You take whatever small hit is included in the choice and roll with it. No second thoughts about what the other road had. You made the better choice.
When you have to make a decision where both options have ties that are deeply rooted in your heart, the situation is much more complicated. You can either do one thing... and feel like shit... or do the other... and feel like shit. Maybe the key here is to ignore the emotional side of this situation and go with the logical end. The logical choice is very, very clear to me, though I'll feel like shit for making it. The thing is, it's the same feeling either way. So what's stopping me? Oh yeah... the roots. Let's shoot for tomorrow... today rather.
I guess to detract from (for the most part) my fairly discontented mood, I'm going to try something entirely random. I'm going to scavenge my hard drive for pictures of defining moments in my life. A lot of them are good, some are bad, some are pretty much as ironic as you can get. Anyway. Have fun with this.
May of 2004 - The context should be obvious enough. That's Fred Shope on the right in case anybody wondered.
This one really doesn't matter, but I'm very much red-eyed, and Jimmy and Andy are very much younger.
There is kind of a really big gap here... because I don't have those pictures scanned from 2005. I'm going to see if Kirby has a scanner because my beautiful fuckin masterpiece isn't going to be complete until they are here.
Driver's Ed (only surviving picture of the time period)
I moved. And stuff.
The Zenis
Yeah about that...
Warren Football. Fo'sho'!
That day at Denny's I never told anyone about... Early June, 05. The day I decided I'd had enough shit and that it was time to get on with my life and persue other people.
The day the Warren got owned
Amy
Homecoming
We all drank. Much.
I think this one pretty much speaks for itself.
Little Girls Pointing and Laughing
Hiatus from life
Megan
Now it's 6 in the morning and I've still yet to sleep.
You know... logical decisions are so simple. You either do or you don't. You weigh the pros and cons of the situation and act in the way that yields you the best result. You take whatever small hit is included in the choice and roll with it. No second thoughts about what the other road had. You made the better choice.
When you have to make a decision where both options have ties that are deeply rooted in your heart, the situation is much more complicated. You can either do one thing... and feel like shit... or do the other... and feel like shit. Maybe the key here is to ignore the emotional side of this situation and go with the logical end. The logical choice is very, very clear to me, though I'll feel like shit for making it. The thing is, it's the same feeling either way. So what's stopping me? Oh yeah... the roots. Let's shoot for tomorrow... today rather.