<font color=green><b><h1>man, my life couldn't get any more lame.

all i do all day is play on the internet and chat with guys i don't know. i'm so lame i have no life.

i should be getting one and taking care of my son. but nope. i can't do that for fear i'd royally fuck his head up than it already is.

god im so fat and lazy.

someone help!

Just reminds me of him... and the way no matter how many years and miles apart,
he's still that something which catches my breath and makes my heart skip a beat.

current mood: lovesick, still.

Well, I've been telling myself I was going to get a job for about the last five months (which have been doused in vodka and long since blacked out)... I got an interview at Best Western and start tomorrow. I figure anything's better than fast food and it'll hopefully keep me out of trouble. I'm in the process of moving (again) and should have a new comp hooked up and running by next week.

Damn... Writing about my life is boring. Maybe that's why I never did it before. Or maybe it's because I live in Nebraska.

I've been vandalizing signs with spelling errors... But that's about as fun as it gets... Besides the things I mostly don't remember.. Or would never tell. Heh.

Have fun, kids... And don't be safe.

current mood: happeh, i guess...

So, getting back to life and things... Met this really amazing guy named Cory.. We'll see where that goes. Finally got all the jail shit taken care of. :) Got a pretty funny call out of the blue last night... A drunk and happy Greg, haha. Hadn't talked to him in a while.

All around, things are pretty good... Should be makin my next trip back to good, old STL around the end of January. Joe, I saw your rediculous, jealousy-driven comment. Good for you. Stop calling me if you're sooo damn happy. Why don't you go practice that talk in the mirror, hun?

Let's see, what else? Damn.. New Years'... I broke my knuckle on a girl's face. Not my fault, of course; they tried to double team me and pussy fight. That was great. Almost got a 40 oz bottle smashed on my head.. Hmm. Is that a reflection of my personality??

Tonight was fun.. Spent some great small-town fun on main street.. Flashing hot guys and the sort.. Hahah... Haven't done that one in quite a while. I missed crazy friends. Climbed the water tower, too. It was cold.

Well, I guess that's about as much an update as you're getting for now... Which is the most I've ever written about my personal life on here.. Ha. Wonder why... ^gag me.

current mood: cause im so cool

A Poetic Retelling Of An Unfortunate Seduction
by Bright Eyes

Album : Letting off the Happiness

"The language in the dimmer rooms
Seems to represent the light source well
How soft they speak and seem to be at peace
With the movement of the music and the madness
That is pulling me into this
And the shades of the lamps are woven red
The light, it stains and consecrates
Anointing all forgotten forms
That swirl and smoke and haunt this place
The girls in gowns all nurse the dark
Pulling it near to their swelling breasts
And watch as it seeps to their hearts
And beats within their virgin chests
And here I know seduction breeds
From wanton hearts that would seduce
And grows and spreads its vine and leaves
Embracing those who might have moved
But now remain to drink the night
From vials black and thick with steam
Such intoxicating delights
That leave you drunk inside this dream
And you watch them take the light from you
And you find yourself
On a velvet couch
Tasting the skin of a foreign girl
Her eyes are black
And wet like oil
And she ties your hands with a string of pearls
And you tremble like a frightened bird
As she closes in and captures you
To place you in the silver cage
Deep within her poisoned womb
And once you're safe inside
She might let you out to fly
In the circles around the room
But it's always night
And there is no moon
And you wonder if you are alive
And you’re not sure if you want to be
But you drank her sweat like it was wine
And you lay with her on a bed of blue
And it's awful sweet
Like the fruit she cuts and feeds to you"