I'm back in the game. Man alive! I'll have a plan B career when I'm 32, and I'm making leaps and bounds on my plan A. I'm waiting to drop the axe on this journal and start a new one. This piss pot is full ( Read more... )

I feel good.

My brain seems to get worse and worse as I get older. I'm back on antidepressants and the difference is staggering. It's not well known how shitty you feel going off of them, long after the obvious side effects have gone. I could not have a normal, stable moment for the last four months. Then suddenly I'm okay again ( Read more... )

I just took my first Jiu Jitsu class. Finding traditional Japanese Jiu Jitsu was really hard. Everything is Brazilian, with the UFC nuts and all that creating a market for hot man on man wrestling. I just wanted to learn a few basics and not have to wrestle ( Read more... )

This is my Harvey Pekar moment ( Read more... )

I've been realizing more and more how much I don't enjoy drinking. Every time, the come down is such a huge downer. It's purely a chemical depression. I think I'm going to start drinking coffee at parties. I'm more talkative when awake anyway ( Read more... )

Do you ever just wonder why sometimes events happen so easily ( Read more... )

I'm playing devil's advocate for gratuitous sex and violence in movies (TV too to some extent though it's harder to defend). They're worried that it'll warp kids, so I'm taking the stance on those disturbing images being culturally beneficial. The journey I've undertaken to understand that argument has been intense ( Read more... )

I've been having the weirdest dreams ( Read more... )

My livejournal is all fucked up. It looks like I'm posting to an angelfire forum from 1995. Everything is weird looking on my screen, in other words ( Read more... )