I am so sick of life. I have no more hope for the future. Every day is just another step towards more betrayal, more hate. I'm sick of people. I do nothing to them and they just shit on me. I had another person I thought I was friends with tell me tonight that they hated me, completely out of the blue. I did nothing to them ( Read more... )

I just watched Battlestar Galactica for three hours on NBC. It was great. I think I'm going to buy the whole miniseries on DVD, because I have money for once.

I love space opera.

Lex Vegas was really good last night ( Read more... )

I think I met the most perfect girl ever tonight... I think she's a lesbian. Fuck you god.

The show was ok, I more like had adventures. Malcolm didn't get beat, but he wouldn't talk to me either. So, he can go fuck himself.

I wish I knew what I was doing with my life.

I'm going to Eric's tonight for a show. Sam should be over right about now, and we're leaving in fifteen or so. It'll be great. If Malcolm starts any shit, I'll beat him. I don't want to fight him, but I'm sick of his fucking attitude towards me.

Anyway, I wrote some more poetry that is good. If you want to see it, talk to me some time.

I just finished a short story by an author named John Varley. I'd never heard of him before, but his work is excellent. I'm going to have to look for more of it at the library. I don't want to go to school tomorrow, but I guess it's inevitable ( Read more... )

The sun on the snow-covered pine trees is a beautiful sight ( Read more... )

Shit, what am I going to do about this being single business. It doesn't bug me most of the time, but when it does it's really nasty.

I would love not to have school tomorrow.

also, I love this song. you probably wouldn't.

People are fuckin dicks ( Read more... )