You have one of those days. Things going bad all over the place. Your problems are having problems. Tag- You're always it ( Read more... )

Wow.. I reall thought this thing would have been toast by now.. Was trying to find it again to retrieve some stuff. It's been a year or more. Damn. Well- that's working out well for me. I can get the stuff that I have feared might be gone. It's on a computer at Mothers place, but that's been in the basement for quite some time, and--Sometimes you ( Read more... )

I'm doing that asshole thing that I hate:

Nothing to say for the moment. However I'd love to keep this damn thing. Why I'm not enteirely sure, but I know it must happen. Let

let me be that asshole. Goodnight. 1203205 The Crow Soundtrack.

This is the most ridiculous thing ever. What boredom can do:


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And while holding a level of convention maintains a certain amount of benefits, it is a fact that too much of it is fundamentally sprinkled with boredom. Add perhaps too much and you’re looking at an unwanted shower. Let’s not see downpours ( Read more... )

Ok. So even the thought of getting sick anymore just makes me almost irate. What a sentence, right? Fucking little Destroy Your Day Pathogens.... And the scene is something like this ( Read more... )

This is actually serving as Part II in a ranting series, apparently written once a year- the original rant about this individual was written on May 21, 2004- posted the 22nd. A fairly clear before and after is evident here as well. But for whatever it serves for a reader, it is a perfect outlet for the writer who currently is being restrained from ( Read more... )

This disorganised life. It has become far too vexing to be ignored any longer. Spend a day fixing the madness that was allowed to culminate into the disastrous personality behind it. Having that naive thought that ending the lessons would alleviate the problems in the forefront- It ended up doing just the opposite. Discovered that in reality, ( Read more... )

Leaving again. Why does there have to be something so unnatural about natural courses of days. For what is willed to be- changed in a days notice, that is, really without any. And the simplicity in walking out the door to the tune of inclination. There’s something desperately grievous about departing with it ( Read more... )

Not nearly anywhere near my better work. Some day I will begin to proof read these things... but here it is ( Read more... )