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Got a job.
It's real cool.
Already got a raise.
Sick of arizona.
Glad to see spring.
Running around 8 hours a day is giving me energy.
I think i need to get back into aimless urban wandering again, hopefully i'll find a place soon.
I think I'm happiest when I can entertain myself like a child. For some people, that's hiking, or thrill seeking, or race car driving, blah blah blah.
For me it's dumpstering and ripping apart signs and swinging and running into water with my clothes on, spontaneous bullshit, although this stuff isn't spontaneous bullshit, because spontaneous bullshit obviously just happens.
I don't like my mom anymore.
I don't feel wanted or accepted (god this is such a lame reoccuring theme in my journal) except by random strangers.
I strive for that first conversation that I want to have with every person on this planet. What they love, what interests them, what the world looks like to them.
Ok, so, I guess this would really be getting to know someone, and taking a fuck of a long time.
One time a while back when I was really drunk, I asked like, 40 random people on the street why they chose their job and just listened to them intently while they babbled on. That type of shit. Only bad response I got was this one cop who thought I was being a smart ass or something and was like, " why did you choose your lifestyle? huhuh" I was like, "that has nothing to do with it" and he was like, "it's the same question".
It's real cool.
Already got a raise.
Sick of arizona.
Glad to see spring.
Running around 8 hours a day is giving me energy.
I think i need to get back into aimless urban wandering again, hopefully i'll find a place soon.
I think I'm happiest when I can entertain myself like a child. For some people, that's hiking, or thrill seeking, or race car driving, blah blah blah.
For me it's dumpstering and ripping apart signs and swinging and running into water with my clothes on, spontaneous bullshit, although this stuff isn't spontaneous bullshit, because spontaneous bullshit obviously just happens.
I don't like my mom anymore.
I don't feel wanted or accepted (god this is such a lame reoccuring theme in my journal) except by random strangers.
I strive for that first conversation that I want to have with every person on this planet. What they love, what interests them, what the world looks like to them.
Ok, so, I guess this would really be getting to know someone, and taking a fuck of a long time.
One time a while back when I was really drunk, I asked like, 40 random people on the street why they chose their job and just listened to them intently while they babbled on. That type of shit. Only bad response I got was this one cop who thought I was being a smart ass or something and was like, " why did you choose your lifestyle? huhuh" I was like, "that has nothing to do with it" and he was like, "it's the same question".