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Hey, I'm still alive. I find that my life has taken a turn for the interesting and the better or worse that it gets the less I want to post about it on livejournal.
Moved to Phoenix and subsequently hate living here. Fuck this city man, I don't belong in it. I don't know what it is. Maybe it's the 5:1 ratio of homeless people, drunk people bothering you when you're just trying to eat at McDonalds or the fact that I was gone for one night and someone stole Krystal's patio table and chairs that we were borrowing from her. Or maybe it's just the unlimited amount of assholes who keep on driving even though the light turned red 10 seconds ago. Or it coul be that it takes me an hour and almost a full tank of gas just to hang out with my family and friends.
Hm.
Whatever it may be that's bringing me such mediocre feelings of failure, I need to fix it now.
Done.
Moved to Phoenix and subsequently hate living here. Fuck this city man, I don't belong in it. I don't know what it is. Maybe it's the 5:1 ratio of homeless people, drunk people bothering you when you're just trying to eat at McDonalds or the fact that I was gone for one night and someone stole Krystal's patio table and chairs that we were borrowing from her. Or maybe it's just the unlimited amount of assholes who keep on driving even though the light turned red 10 seconds ago. Or it coul be that it takes me an hour and almost a full tank of gas just to hang out with my family and friends.
Hm.
Whatever it may be that's bringing me such mediocre feelings of failure, I need to fix it now.
Done.