More writing to sort out my head: maybe try to find some good edition? ::edit:: Not really ( Read more... )

I don't know why I do, but I like going for a drive late on a weeknight. There's just something comforting in the darkness and the emptiness. It was raining tonight so the streets were glossy, laminated by the fallen rain. Then, in some places without street lights, in the distance illuminating the hazy gray of parking lot lights shown like a ( Read more... )

I'm sure that the majority of us grew up watching American movies, movies in which the hero is always the best looking guy who gets the best looking girl. We all grew up watching movies where the hero was always the portrait of masculinity, if not the perfect male specimen then certainly a damn good one. And we all wanted to be these heroes, ( Read more... )

It's been about 3 weeks since my assessments with Vocational Rehab. I haven't heard anything yet, and I'm starting to feel the renewed feelings of hope and purpose waning. I understand that they're going to move at the speed of government, but we need something, now. I tried a few more places and dropped off some more resumes, but my phone is still ( Read more... )

I think something finally broke my way...instead of simply breaking. Vocational Rehabilitation has apparently agreed to help. Earlier this week I had to meet with a woman who administered all kinds of assessments to determine where I can work. Apparently, just about anywhere. I guess this means that I'm in and they're really going to help me. This ( Read more... )

Well I've been in a bit of a funk recently, negative thoughts and so forth. I don't know if it's a symptom or a contributing factor, but I've had the worst bit of writer's block. I haven't even been able to bang out simple editorial stuff for WiredController recently. It's been bad. I figure if I can't get over it, I'll go through it. One way or ( Read more... )

Wow...where to start? It's been pretty busy since the last post. I say this as if I have any readers, which would be people who cared what I had to say. The realization I had previously mentioned is still there. It fights to get through every time I start feeling down. I quit my torturous job not long after the last post. It was bullshit. I couldn' ( Read more... )