disposal
Things are... going. I've finally taken the time to update my website, and I now realize that with all the baby pictures I have I'm going to need a bigger box and more space on my web server.
A few things I've noticed, some good and some bad.
First, why is EVERYONE having babies?! My neighbor's daughter just had hers, a close friend of mine is pregnant again, Tori is pregnant, and there are probably a number of people who are proud parents again or for the first time that I failed to mention.
Second, do people not know how to drive in Providence? People do not seem to know the meaning of "speed limit" or "red light". It's pathetic. I've almost been killed in way too many close calls because people don't know how to fucking drive.
Myspace has opened me up to quite a few speculations. First, people are willing to talk with you if and only if it's through fiber-optic cable. In person? Fuck that. They're too busy. It's let me know where my true friends lie.
I've been home for over a year and some of the people I've considered my closest friends have been anything other than that... they haven't made the slightest effort to come see me or the baby. Sorry, children. If you want to be friends with me, and if you want me to trust you and talk to you, you're going to need to at least let me know you still give a shit. I hate to do it, but I'm going to need to discard quite a few people. You probably don't know who you are yet, but you'll know once I stop talking to you altogether. I'm not saying "you'll be sorry", but I am saying good luck and good riddance. I'm tired of mere acquaintances... I'm at a point in my life where I need FRIENDS and social interaction. Looks like I'm not going to get it here at home.
...which leads me to my next long-term evil plan.
In about a year or so, I think I'm going to move back down south. I was told (and I have research to back me up on this) that jobs in my career field pay more in Alabama (Montgomery, especially) than anywhere else in the country. I could REALLY use the money.
My friends... friends that I know will stand by me through thick and thin, friends I trust.. are also down there. They support this plan.
With the salary I'll be earning, I'll be able to buy my own house (where I would be able to buy 3 there, I'd be able to buy 1 in Boston.) and finally acheive the true independence I've always wanted.
Not that any of you fuckers care.
A few things I've noticed, some good and some bad.
First, why is EVERYONE having babies?! My neighbor's daughter just had hers, a close friend of mine is pregnant again, Tori is pregnant, and there are probably a number of people who are proud parents again or for the first time that I failed to mention.
Second, do people not know how to drive in Providence? People do not seem to know the meaning of "speed limit" or "red light". It's pathetic. I've almost been killed in way too many close calls because people don't know how to fucking drive.
Myspace has opened me up to quite a few speculations. First, people are willing to talk with you if and only if it's through fiber-optic cable. In person? Fuck that. They're too busy. It's let me know where my true friends lie.
I've been home for over a year and some of the people I've considered my closest friends have been anything other than that... they haven't made the slightest effort to come see me or the baby. Sorry, children. If you want to be friends with me, and if you want me to trust you and talk to you, you're going to need to at least let me know you still give a shit. I hate to do it, but I'm going to need to discard quite a few people. You probably don't know who you are yet, but you'll know once I stop talking to you altogether. I'm not saying "you'll be sorry", but I am saying good luck and good riddance. I'm tired of mere acquaintances... I'm at a point in my life where I need FRIENDS and social interaction. Looks like I'm not going to get it here at home.
...which leads me to my next long-term evil plan.
In about a year or so, I think I'm going to move back down south. I was told (and I have research to back me up on this) that jobs in my career field pay more in Alabama (Montgomery, especially) than anywhere else in the country. I could REALLY use the money.
My friends... friends that I know will stand by me through thick and thin, friends I trust.. are also down there. They support this plan.
With the salary I'll be earning, I'll be able to buy my own house (where I would be able to buy 3 there, I'd be able to buy 1 in Boston.) and finally acheive the true independence I've always wanted.
Not that any of you fuckers care.