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Havn't been on here in at least a year. Don't even know.
Moved in with Krista and Sarah on Locust and Weil. After a year, Krista moved to Chicago with Val. Cle moved to San Francisco. Ben and Julie moved to Florida. Trent and Susie moved to Egypt, I'm hopefully visiting them in April. Got a few bucks saved for that. I need to learn how to cross a street like a pro, and that is learned in Cairo. Hence, a lot of my friends are peaced the fuck out.
Dated a promiscuous artfag for a year. Got dumped so he could go back to being a promiscuous artfag. That relationship was crackin' for a minute though, lots of fun while it lasted. We were hot. I'm pretty straight on that situation, aside from the fact that he works at the corner store ON MY CORNER. And lives 4 blocks away from me. In riverwest. Where everyone fucks everyone and everyone knows everyone. NOW i remember why my whole life I said I was never moving to Riverwest, no matter how cheap it is and how many of my friends live there. Oooops now I'm an alcoholic like everyone else. I'm already sick of bars, and I'm not even 21.
Now Brian lives with Sarah and I. We're swimming in a swamp of metalheadbro-dom. I'm lacking in the friends department. I just kick it with the dudes everyday. Theyre awesome and I love them, but I'm totally trapping myself, and need to check myself. Brian's moving out in January, we need to figure out what we're doing after that. Yes, WE. Sarah and I are one when it comes to living situations, at this point. WE hope WE can move out of this state in a year or so.
I'm not living as responsibly as I should be (intoxicants), but I'm getting the major shit I need to be getting done, done. The shit I should be getting done for my head (sewing, painting, waking up before 10, walking, reading, making dinner, etc) ...I'm not so good at. I realized I use the weather as an excuse for it all. However, I THINK I really mean it this time when I claim.... THIS WINTER I AM LOCKING MYSELF IN MY ROOM AND PRODUCING.
Have plans of quitting smoking October 1st.
(It seems like the perfect date, no?)
I'm in the final year of my Culinary Apprentice program. At this point I'm honestly finishing it just to finish it. I fell into a slacker job where i basically stopped learning. Worked with friends, smoked blunts all day. OOoooppps again! I'm an APPRENTICE and am supposed to be LEARNING.
Got a new job at the Intercontinental Hotel downtown, in their trendy restaurant KIL@WAT. I start tomorrow. I'm scared to shit.
I can't wait to move away and go to real school. Goodbye culinary world, I'm too smart for this shit.
My house is infested with fleas.
(We bombed it yesterday, so actually that should be past-tense.)
Still hood as ever.
Still puff puffin.
Still haven't eaten pussy.
Still moving (oxymoron)
Havn't been on here in at least a year. Don't even know.
Moved in with Krista and Sarah on Locust and Weil. After a year, Krista moved to Chicago with Val. Cle moved to San Francisco. Ben and Julie moved to Florida. Trent and Susie moved to Egypt, I'm hopefully visiting them in April. Got a few bucks saved for that. I need to learn how to cross a street like a pro, and that is learned in Cairo. Hence, a lot of my friends are peaced the fuck out.
Dated a promiscuous artfag for a year. Got dumped so he could go back to being a promiscuous artfag. That relationship was crackin' for a minute though, lots of fun while it lasted. We were hot. I'm pretty straight on that situation, aside from the fact that he works at the corner store ON MY CORNER. And lives 4 blocks away from me. In riverwest. Where everyone fucks everyone and everyone knows everyone. NOW i remember why my whole life I said I was never moving to Riverwest, no matter how cheap it is and how many of my friends live there. Oooops now I'm an alcoholic like everyone else. I'm already sick of bars, and I'm not even 21.
Now Brian lives with Sarah and I. We're swimming in a swamp of metalheadbro-dom. I'm lacking in the friends department. I just kick it with the dudes everyday. Theyre awesome and I love them, but I'm totally trapping myself, and need to check myself. Brian's moving out in January, we need to figure out what we're doing after that. Yes, WE. Sarah and I are one when it comes to living situations, at this point. WE hope WE can move out of this state in a year or so.
I'm not living as responsibly as I should be (intoxicants), but I'm getting the major shit I need to be getting done, done. The shit I should be getting done for my head (sewing, painting, waking up before 10, walking, reading, making dinner, etc) ...I'm not so good at. I realized I use the weather as an excuse for it all. However, I THINK I really mean it this time when I claim.... THIS WINTER I AM LOCKING MYSELF IN MY ROOM AND PRODUCING.
Have plans of quitting smoking October 1st.
(It seems like the perfect date, no?)
I'm in the final year of my Culinary Apprentice program. At this point I'm honestly finishing it just to finish it. I fell into a slacker job where i basically stopped learning. Worked with friends, smoked blunts all day. OOoooppps again! I'm an APPRENTICE and am supposed to be LEARNING.
Got a new job at the Intercontinental Hotel downtown, in their trendy restaurant KIL@WAT. I start tomorrow. I'm scared to shit.
I can't wait to move away and go to real school. Goodbye culinary world, I'm too smart for this shit.
My house is infested with fleas.
(We bombed it yesterday, so actually that should be past-tense.)
Still hood as ever.
Still puff puffin.
Still haven't eaten pussy.
Still moving (oxymoron)