Fin
In the spirit of my disconnect from who I was, and who I knew, I'm no longer updating this journal after this entry. Still debating on deleting the journal because I've been so...verbose over the last 3 years on this data feed, but I'm far too drunk and tired (17 hours of sleep in 9 days) to back up everything month by month right now. And it's easier to ween myself from the flow of info if I just cut myself out completely. A tad dramatic? Maybe. This isn't out of spite; I never fancied myself a very creative or adept writer, and my focus has always been on the visual/aural side of things. There are enough wannabe writers out there, I don't need to shit in that fishbowl. Energies spent expressing myself on here would be better spent elsewhere creating things of beauty.
This decision coincides with a drastic sort of rebirth I'm imposing. I'm switching to a 90% vegetarian diet, treating myself to the pleasantries of meat on a biweekly basis. I'm working in sales now, as much as I loathe the environment and the people who work alongside me on the floor (why do telemarketers smell so bad?), and look to profit quite handily with the opportunity to wipe away all the debt I've been living with for the past God knows how many years in a matter of months. Eventually I will be living in my own space, I will be playing shows with Steve and whoever else we manage to round up for the American Gods project around metro Phoenix, and when I'm truly ready, I will relocate to Southern California to start it all over from scratch [this time with experience in telecommunications, data entry, and internet technologies]. I'm teaching myself, albeit slowly, to read staff notation on the piano and I'm back to a healthy regimine of 1.5 hour sessions at the gym every afternoon, daily pipe cleaning at home, and I'm even beginning to laugh at myself a little more.
Still, this isn't the person I ever envisioned becoming, but it does make sense in the larger context of my journey.
It's been fun.
Don't take it personally, I'm an equal opportunity hater.
-Bye
This decision coincides with a drastic sort of rebirth I'm imposing. I'm switching to a 90% vegetarian diet, treating myself to the pleasantries of meat on a biweekly basis. I'm working in sales now, as much as I loathe the environment and the people who work alongside me on the floor (why do telemarketers smell so bad?), and look to profit quite handily with the opportunity to wipe away all the debt I've been living with for the past God knows how many years in a matter of months. Eventually I will be living in my own space, I will be playing shows with Steve and whoever else we manage to round up for the American Gods project around metro Phoenix, and when I'm truly ready, I will relocate to Southern California to start it all over from scratch [this time with experience in telecommunications, data entry, and internet technologies]. I'm teaching myself, albeit slowly, to read staff notation on the piano and I'm back to a healthy regimine of 1.5 hour sessions at the gym every afternoon, daily pipe cleaning at home, and I'm even beginning to laugh at myself a little more.
Still, this isn't the person I ever envisioned becoming, but it does make sense in the larger context of my journey.
It's been fun.
Don't take it personally, I'm an equal opportunity hater.
-Bye