Today is going to be a lot better than yesterday, and maybe just a little bit longer. Yesterday was a bad day. My stomach was in knots all day, and my mind was down in the dumps. This has since been cured, and my only physical discomfort at the moment is a slight rumbling of hunger pains. I'll take care of this soon. But first, I have to mail my ( Read more... )

Because after she walks out the door, you know you just fucked up. It hits you almost suddenly, and you realize that this is what you deserve. You brought it on yourself, but you always seem to forget that.

When less goes on, less goes wrong.

People are telling me that lately I fall down a lot. This is just what people tell me; I don't think I really fall down that often. They're legitimate accidents. Each with their own causes and effects, and the cause is typically not inebriation. On the contrary to your preconceived notions that I'm wasted every time I hop on a bike, some of my ( Read more... )

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I heard a two-day old story of a failed suicide attempt, and then saw the stitches.

Longways isn't foolproof, apparently.

First and foremost: Houston, it's easy to win twenty games in a row when you're playing some pretty weak competition (minus the Jazz and maybe Golden State ( Read more... )

I just realized how much I miss writing in my Livejournal.

Expect more posts. If you even still have me added as a friend on here.

Hi, Livejournal ( Read more... )

You can't live without these things.