well looky here
fancy meeting you here. i can't actually believe i'm posting in this thing again, especially after so long. been away at college, having a blast.
not at the moment mind you. this current moment seems filled with nothing but suck. funny how that's led me back here, huh? so ironic huh alanis morrisette (sp)? no, you dumb, dictionary needing musician, it is not even coincidental now is it?
(actually, i'm here because i was reading mitch clem's blog, but i'm posting because i feel shitty.)
anyway, 15 page paper needs writing, so here i am procrastinating. so, beyond the paper, my world is crap cause i'm now addicted to cigarettes, but i only feel bad because of, well come on guys and gals, why does anyone have an lj? to whine about the opposite sex, that's why.
yeah, so i guess shit's complicated. was a bit demoralized, but maybe i'll be able to work something out. but last night i definitely wished i had another bottle of whiskey to go with my melancholy folk/blue-grass. oh well. those of you whom i may have whined to, thanks for being good to me and putting up with it. mix crushing disappointment with a lot of alcohol, you get wallowing self-pity. alcohol's gone, stress and angst remain. whatever, break's comin' up. it'll be good.
does anyone even check lj's anymore? lemme know.
hope all y'all're doin' well. oh, for some reason i've started saying y'all. i'm from virginia, i'm allowed to, but it's kinda weird, y'know?
listen to my last radio show of the semester if you can. this thursday 8-10 AM. stream it live from www.wobc.org and IM a request if you like. the station screen name is wobcdj.
well, belarusian nationalism waits for no man, i better run after it. (actually, belarusian nationalism just failed, hopefully unlike my paper.)
wow, therapy in blog form. i'd forgotten this. actually, lately i've been doing shamanic meditation for my self-healing and it's been fantastic.
out.
-brent
not at the moment mind you. this current moment seems filled with nothing but suck. funny how that's led me back here, huh? so ironic huh alanis morrisette (sp)? no, you dumb, dictionary needing musician, it is not even coincidental now is it?
(actually, i'm here because i was reading mitch clem's blog, but i'm posting because i feel shitty.)
anyway, 15 page paper needs writing, so here i am procrastinating. so, beyond the paper, my world is crap cause i'm now addicted to cigarettes, but i only feel bad because of, well come on guys and gals, why does anyone have an lj? to whine about the opposite sex, that's why.
yeah, so i guess shit's complicated. was a bit demoralized, but maybe i'll be able to work something out. but last night i definitely wished i had another bottle of whiskey to go with my melancholy folk/blue-grass. oh well. those of you whom i may have whined to, thanks for being good to me and putting up with it. mix crushing disappointment with a lot of alcohol, you get wallowing self-pity. alcohol's gone, stress and angst remain. whatever, break's comin' up. it'll be good.
does anyone even check lj's anymore? lemme know.
hope all y'all're doin' well. oh, for some reason i've started saying y'all. i'm from virginia, i'm allowed to, but it's kinda weird, y'know?
listen to my last radio show of the semester if you can. this thursday 8-10 AM. stream it live from www.wobc.org and IM a request if you like. the station screen name is wobcdj.
well, belarusian nationalism waits for no man, i better run after it. (actually, belarusian nationalism just failed, hopefully unlike my paper.)
wow, therapy in blog form. i'd forgotten this. actually, lately i've been doing shamanic meditation for my self-healing and it's been fantastic.
out.
-brent