Well then, seems I'm still dead broke and washing dishes for a living. How was my Christmas, you ask? A total nonevent, as myself and my family are all poor as hell, but it doesn't bother me. Guess we're having a delayed Xmas sometime in January.

you'd think after almost a quarter century on this rock i'd have figured out some way to get ahead. you'd also be wrong, as i seem to learn things in the least swift manner possible. i don't see this as making me less of a person, just becoming an expert at wasting time in a city not worth my waste. how do politicians worm their way through the ( Read more... )

so after resolving to not drive whilst thoroughly intoxicated i seem to have done it again, and this time finally my luck runs out. while i've been meaning to ride my bike to work lately i didn't exactly want the police forcing me to. i thought for a good three hungover hours in my personal rectangular metal hell why did i do it. and i came up with ( Read more... )

dialogue is key in all things. situations will always evolve beyond the grasp of those involved until long after the fact. whilst critical thinking can assist in many ways, action and communication always triumph. the winds of change are bellowing at their fiercest to date, and the long rusted cogs may yet again turn. as one by one affairs fall ( Read more... )

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another school shooting, this time at a college campus. don't get me wrong, it sucks for everyone involved but how does it dominate the news as a major tragedy when almost 5 times as many people die like dogs in the streets of bagdhad damned near daily ( Read more... )

A soothsayer bids you beware the ides of March ( Read more... )

well, another year is slowly marching to an icy close and while there are still two months left i kind of feel that i'm not gonna be in the 612 in the ol' 06. oh well, worsed things, better people or soemthing. it seems time to set a goal or two, reflect and enjoy some water, seeing as i'm still alive and kicking ( Read more... )

a new year dawns before me, like a sweaty whore hanging off the edge of my bed, legs akimbo. am i going to make the most of this year? will time prove that my true "coming into my own" will be in this foul year of our lord 2000 and 6? probably not. but with any luck i'll escape this icy prison by the shore for the slightly more fertile pastures to ( Read more... )

We determine our own destinies, and to think otherwise is just another folly of man. How does one justify their existence when they can justify nothing else they see? Maybe they're meant to exist for themselves, and those they deem worthy of flying the banner of. A banner sewn in love, loyalty or servitude, wrapped around a pole of virtue and ( Read more... )