It's like theres dirt that won't wash off my hands. I can't shake this temporary funk, this feeling of wasting my time.

Tomorrow is another day.

and I'll become, what you became to me....

I was going to tell everyone to check out Pepper's Ghost, but I just got really tired. Late nights and early mornings don't mix.


I am really looking forward to Autumn. I enjoy summer, but only the beginings and endings of summer. The middle of summer is unbearable.

I think everyone should have a place that has special meaning to them. Everyone should have a place where they can go and just be. I went back to my place like this today, and it was good. I skipped some rocks, prayed, thought about alot of things, and just got away.


I am a thumbprint on the window of a skyscraper.


...and it feels like rain.

Long before "love" there was solitude. Solitude begat need. Need begat anguish, and anguish brought me to "love"....

I need a job.

That's all there is to say. I need a job. The money would be nice, but main reason is to just get out of the house. Seriously, I feel like I don't have a purpose, except to be my mom's personal "hey boy".

The time is killing me.

If you know of a place that is hiring let me know.

With that being said on to a minor point. I think I like xanga better than this. Xanga's always been there, but this has some perks too.

hmm...

Brian: I think I was in love once.
Ron: Really? What was her name?
Brian: I don't remember.
Ron: That's not a good start, but keep going...
Brian: She was Brazilian, or Chinese, or something weird. I met her in the bathroom of a K-Mart and we made out for hours. Then we parted ways, never to see each other again.
Ron: I'm pretty sure that's not love.
Brian: Damn it!

Dorothy Mantooth is a saint! You understand me? Dorothy Mantooth is a saint!

They've done studies you know. Sixty percent of the time, it works all the time.

I am bored.

I made a second one of these.