I feel like my luck is running out.

Too many good things, so many close calls. Too few redemptions.

Luck is a coffin with the lid thrown wide, fate the nails that drive it shut.

And fate, they say, is inexorable.

I just saw 1408.

It’s been a damn long time since I’ve seen a movie that’s grabbed me. I mean really, really grabbed me. And it’s been a damn sight longer since I’ve seen a scary movie worth it’s salt, but 1408 both grabbed and salted.

The basic premise is that a skeptic ghost hunter, a man who lost his daughter, and at the same time lost ( Read more... )

Oh, heaven. I feel sort of like I can’t have this happen. I feel as if all the bad things I’ve done will tip the scale and I’ll miss an opportunity for something that might actually mean something, and I’m scared.

Almost too scared to take a chance.

I don’t know. I’m probably overanalyzing the hell out of this. I’m probably seeing ghosts ( Read more... )

So, like, uhm. I ask for some days off at the end of June and instead they kinda don’t schedule me next week for some reason? Is this weird?

Fucking yes, it is. Those repugnant  fools.

Oh, I get my tattoo on Monday. Awesome.

I am sick.

I wish it were that simple, that straightforward, but the sad truth of it is that I am really sick. Like, near death sick.

So, I wrote a will.

To everyone: With my sincere blessing I want you to have absolutely nothing. Why? Because it’s mine. I want you to take everything I own, and I want you to burn it. Then I want you to ( Read more... )

He’d stand on the balcony, most nights. Cold, but not unhappy, not exactly. He’d watch the cars drive past on the old highway his apartment overlooked, watch the cars blaze trails through the fog. He’d wonder, vaguely, what their purpose was. Where they went, exactly, and he’d wonder if each car that passed was another life he could have had, ( Read more... )

Let's see.

I work a lot.

Sometimes I come home, play guitar hero.

Sometimes I play a real guitar. (I'm learning how, see.)

Uhm. I don't know. I'm drinking cocacola.

We're moving back to bellevue in a few months. We shall throw a shindig. A festapalooza. A party. A party so hard that it will make up for all the lost time in a matter of minutes ( Read more... )

Take heed, simpletons.

I beat Free Bird on EXPERT.

I am an expert.

Do not fear me. I am like you, only experter and with magic dancing god fingers.

I posted a story I wrote to a pretty big writing forum, and apparently they loved it, which is really cool. I'm pretty stoked.

Stoked! Like a fire!

Anyway, not much else to report, ladies and gents. I uh, hmm.

I kinda havta.. no. No I don't.

Yes I do.

(goes pee)

I saw the weirdest thing today ( Read more... )