Birth Life Death
SO my birthday is officially over....
It sure started out with a bang. And I mean that in a literal and non funny sense. I found out an old friend of mine blasted himself in the head. Life's a bitch so end it? I don't know... It really makes me sick to my stomach thinking about all the things that may have gone through his head before he did it.... and all the things that went through his mother's when she found him. I've always had my opinions about suicide... but it really makes me re think them when someone who I used to be so close with actually goes through with it. That's 2 deaths in 2 weeks time. Bad things come in threes... what/who is next. I don't want to think about it b/c the people I care about most do some of the most dangerous things.
On a lighter note... I saw a damn good band at Blank Generation last night. The Bamboo Kids from NYC. Totally New York Dolls minus the fashion. Damn were they sexy. The guitarist/singer looked like a healthy version of Jay. So there was automatic attraction of course. They said they loved Little Rock (it was their first time here) so I hope they will return soon.
And then the second round of bad news... My fucking 17 y/o sister in Kentucky thinks she's fucking pregnant. Now, I'm not saying that I'm pure and virginal, but I'll be damned if I ever once got close to pregnancy. That girl has got no sense.
Tonight was a pretty good one in itself. I went to Macaroni Grill with Leah, Charlie, Megan, and my Momma. I had one of my favorite deserts, Tiramisu. Then we made a trip to Barnes & Noble so I could admire all the expensive books they have.
My friend, Chad, just left. He's fucking awesome... He's one of the only friends that I have kept in touch with throughout all my many changes in life. I love him to death. We talked about the good ole days... which is nice every once in a while. Tonight was one of those times. There needs to be more people like him in the world. The kind that don't give a fuck who or what you are so long as you're a nice person. Which brings me to another part of my day: Leah's roomates dun pissed me off. SHe moved out b/c they would keep her up at night talking shit. And today I find out they talk shit about me as well... Which I really wouldn't give a goddamn about except for the fact that these girls would act SO fucking nice to my face. Damn, if you don't like me, grow some damn balls and act like it. There is no excuse for bringing fake ass shit around... it's just going to backfire and make someone look stupid in the end. I'm just glad I'm not too much of a violent person or else I know something physical would have happened.
ANyway, it's been a long night, I feel like shit, and I'm worried that a friend of mine is dead somewhere so I'm going to go worry and sulk.
It sure started out with a bang. And I mean that in a literal and non funny sense. I found out an old friend of mine blasted himself in the head. Life's a bitch so end it? I don't know... It really makes me sick to my stomach thinking about all the things that may have gone through his head before he did it.... and all the things that went through his mother's when she found him. I've always had my opinions about suicide... but it really makes me re think them when someone who I used to be so close with actually goes through with it. That's 2 deaths in 2 weeks time. Bad things come in threes... what/who is next. I don't want to think about it b/c the people I care about most do some of the most dangerous things.
On a lighter note... I saw a damn good band at Blank Generation last night. The Bamboo Kids from NYC. Totally New York Dolls minus the fashion. Damn were they sexy. The guitarist/singer looked like a healthy version of Jay. So there was automatic attraction of course. They said they loved Little Rock (it was their first time here) so I hope they will return soon.
And then the second round of bad news... My fucking 17 y/o sister in Kentucky thinks she's fucking pregnant. Now, I'm not saying that I'm pure and virginal, but I'll be damned if I ever once got close to pregnancy. That girl has got no sense.
Tonight was a pretty good one in itself. I went to Macaroni Grill with Leah, Charlie, Megan, and my Momma. I had one of my favorite deserts, Tiramisu. Then we made a trip to Barnes & Noble so I could admire all the expensive books they have.
My friend, Chad, just left. He's fucking awesome... He's one of the only friends that I have kept in touch with throughout all my many changes in life. I love him to death. We talked about the good ole days... which is nice every once in a while. Tonight was one of those times. There needs to be more people like him in the world. The kind that don't give a fuck who or what you are so long as you're a nice person. Which brings me to another part of my day: Leah's roomates dun pissed me off. SHe moved out b/c they would keep her up at night talking shit. And today I find out they talk shit about me as well... Which I really wouldn't give a goddamn about except for the fact that these girls would act SO fucking nice to my face. Damn, if you don't like me, grow some damn balls and act like it. There is no excuse for bringing fake ass shit around... it's just going to backfire and make someone look stupid in the end. I'm just glad I'm not too much of a violent person or else I know something physical would have happened.
ANyway, it's been a long night, I feel like shit, and I'm worried that a friend of mine is dead somewhere so I'm going to go worry and sulk.