I keep falling asleep on my seat, I'm just tryin' to wrap crap up here ( Read more... )

I will be gone for a short while ( Read more... )

Why should I help anyone that doesn't appreciate me?

Because it doesn't hurt to try.

But then when the effort's made and I still hear those unsettling words.
I know.

I've made no difference.

Excuse me, I'm in the middle of an important quest. Dig.

Tonight...... at the Majestic Midway.
Open mic. I'm gonna perform at least four of my songs.
Animus of Loyalists Withinside Celestial Hierarchies
That Leaves Will Unhinged
Phoenix Wake
and
Twice Is Too MuchI'm starting to compilate ideas in my head for an idea of a song. So far nothing's been written. But a message I want to get out is starting ( Read more... )

The rollercoaster's level used to be waaaay high up. I was bustlin' through the clouds on the back cart ( Read more... )

Today was the first day off since last Friday. Derek and I are co-contractors for Manis Delivery Service. It feels like years ago all over again. My paycheck's gone up. The bass amp should be up and running again this weekend ( Read more... )

Oh man...Steve-O's party last night.
I showed up with a thirty dollar bottle of Jack and a forty dollar bottle of Jaeger.
I went on two different liquor runs and shit (of course everyone loved me for that).
I kept drinking a lot between runs. I eventually got really fucking smashed.
So smashed that... (this is where it starts to get a bit bad...I ( Read more... )

Everyday is a day that I must move forward.

My fucking throat's been stepped on to hell today.
There was no jam.
That's now four days out of this week that we didn't jam.
Even if we jam tomorrow, we won't jam Saturday because it's not Derek's preferenceThere are so many spikes between him and I ( Read more... )

I went to sleep about...7:30..8 o'clock last night and woke up at 6:20 today. Man--
I am up!

I'm gonna go dominate another day at work and then see what the future has in store for me.

I really don't know how to think right now.
I don't know what to feel.
I don't know why I keep going.
And I don't think there's a place I could go that could make me feel better.

I can't log onto web sites anymore so I can't read your comments.
From here on out, don't even bother thinking about commenting to me.