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| I'm in love
oh what wonderous things have become of such a sweet rose.
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| Hm.
I've figured out what i want to do, Finally Everythings clear, and I know what I'm going to do.
I have a goal, A plan, its nice, it wasn't always necessary but its nice to know that i have something im reaching for.
And that being, Anthropology.
Meanwhile, other aspects of my personal life have become heated and rather tense at times.
I fear it will come to a head soon, and that I've Already Passed the Point of no return, unfortunately.
Life Right now is like the famed Gordian Knot, invincibly hard, but eventually overcome by simple reasoning.
Their is a Girl, but It's a long shit hole of a shot.
But still.
We shall see.
otherwise I have nothing else to say.
Adios.
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| Tired
would be the word.
uhh yeah. well paint balling, was a blast.
fuck i want to go back.
fuck i want to stop losing what i had.
the summer i was something else. i had my intellect.
its fucking disappeared as of late. probably because I haven't
had much of my sacred solitude.
jesus What the hell, I really don't want this change to happen.
Because i valued that. that was me. and was always. But now, its Not so much. and that, is Absolutely Terrifying.
I don't know what I'm going to do. but I shall be changing jobs soon, and maybe, just maybe, I'll have more time to devout to higher mental activities. Because, I'll Be damned, if I'm going to lose my intellect to petty exhaustion.
Anyway, I'm going to be on here on My laptop shortly, so I'll see you there, from now on.
Adios.
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| God fucking damn it
Last night was horrible. from the hours of 12 a.m. to 5 a.m. I sat on a fucking toilet
Trying Not to throw up. Fucking Christ Man, Fucking Christ.
Jesus Shits been crazy like this as of late. I swear i must have Lupus like my Mother or something.
to become sick so much is just so Unusual.
I'm Going to King of Prussia and Philadelphia in General, tomorrow,
to get a better idea of what it's like, since i plan on living there for quite A few years.
Should be rather interesting.
2 weeks Till Paintball. Fuck Yes. I need to get out and do something like that.
I'm hovering between falling back and not. once again.
but i won't.
No, I won't. Not Ever Fucking Again. And thats the end of it.
The Palace upon the hill overlooking us Glows,
But, not with the Light of Regal God.
But that of Consumate Darkness.
And Insulence.
That palace is built Upon everything Dark and Insular.
That Palace
Is You.
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| I haven't done much as of late, just of course never enough time to think
anymore, so i don't always act in my best self-interest unfortunately.
The cycle that goes on around me is pathetic, friends are all best friend for a few months.
and then boom "I FUCKING HATE YOU" and they move on to some other best friend for forever.
its pathetic, and i wish they'd just stop and gain some level of maturity.
but alas, that will never happen.
I've learned that to help someone is stupid.
you can't fix someone, you just anger them and make them more
convinced that for instance they are ugly and other such bullshit.
so I'm going with "Fuck You" for awhile at least. theirs no point anymore.
and their's no point in doing my extra work at Wendy's everyone except for my friends
fucking hates me. my guess? Jealousy, or maybe I'm just too self-righteous to them. either way
Fuck 'em. but I'm getting tired of Wendy's anyway I'm getting the hell out of there in Jan.
Recording has been slow. not much done. haven't had the time.
but still first show in February.
I'll post details when i know of the venue.
Live Your life.
Not your Issues.
and Glory and Love shall befall you.
 adios.
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