My plan is to walk from Kalamazoo, Michigan to Orlando, Florida in less than sixty days in the summer of 2007. I will need to plan provisions as well as finances, pit stops, route and many other variables ( Read more... )

April 4, 2006 ( Read more... )

So after a long night of drinking and talking with people that I haven't with in a while, I think i've decided to move back to Florida. Why? That is ultimately my dilemma ( Read more... )

I'm starting to get nervous.

I was having a conversation the other day about working out and I realized I know quite a bit about the subject. I also realized that explaining my thoughts and ideas through an instant message window can be kind of tiring for myself and the reader, so I figured I'd write an essay, of sort, that can put my thoughts into a more organized fashion ( Read more... )

Bitches! Got myself a place to live in Michigan! Get this. Doug found a five bedroom two story house with two full baths, washer/dryer, dishwasher for $550 per month until August. Yes, $550 until August. In August, however, it becomes $1300, but that doesn't matter, because I have a fucking place to live, bitches! Right down the road from KAMSC, ( Read more... )

Decided to play some Grand Theft Auto today. About a week ago, I started over from the beginning so I could go through the whole game without cheating. You know, so I wouldn't get the "Warning! Cheats activated! May corrupt game save!" message every time I went to a save house. So I do. Beat every mission and almost all side missions. I was pretty ( Read more... )

Drinking is stupid. Bad things happen when you drink. I pretty much hate myself right now. Man, I feel fucking gross.

So, Jerry deleted his journal, undeleted it, allowed me to make a smart-ass comment, then deleted it just hours after. Am I like some sort of super-dick?

My homey's back.