Hmm, first journal entry.
What to write?
I started writing again a couple days ago. Nothing profound but i have nowhere to vent my mind. I could always call someone, but how do I express a crazy line of thought? Trying to tell someone how you started out walking your dog and ended up describing exactly what you felt smoking a cigarette.
I got turned down for another job today. Hopefully I'll get something next week.
The first thing I'm gonna do when i get about $45 is to reshoot my septum. I dunno if i want 10 or 12g.
I've been thinking of shaving off my hair and starting anew. Just to do something new. But at the same time im kinda attached to my hair.
I went to an emo show on Wed. night. I swear to God if i ever have to sit through that shit again someone will die. I mean really, i will flip out like a ninja and kick their fucking heads off. Two of the bands had this rockstar heir about em. I guess that's what happens when all the emo kids know who you are and buy your shit? I did meet one person who I can actually talk to. He doesn't have an accent. That's a good thing.
Stacie has this really cool wierd new orleans accent, but I wont go into that area.
Sid is asleep in his kennel. I don't know what I'd do without him. Sid is my bulldog. He's so gentle and sweet. He's FINALLY picking up the whole sleep in his kennel thing. I wish I didn't have to make him but this isn't my house and I have no say. I keep him out as much as I can. He needs to see a vet for his check up.
Tomorrow I call Randy. Hopefully he's got some good news. And I'm praying he can come down this summer and party with me a bit. I miss that lush.
Goodnight
Eric
What to write?
I started writing again a couple days ago. Nothing profound but i have nowhere to vent my mind. I could always call someone, but how do I express a crazy line of thought? Trying to tell someone how you started out walking your dog and ended up describing exactly what you felt smoking a cigarette.
I got turned down for another job today. Hopefully I'll get something next week.
The first thing I'm gonna do when i get about $45 is to reshoot my septum. I dunno if i want 10 or 12g.
I've been thinking of shaving off my hair and starting anew. Just to do something new. But at the same time im kinda attached to my hair.
I went to an emo show on Wed. night. I swear to God if i ever have to sit through that shit again someone will die. I mean really, i will flip out like a ninja and kick their fucking heads off. Two of the bands had this rockstar heir about em. I guess that's what happens when all the emo kids know who you are and buy your shit? I did meet one person who I can actually talk to. He doesn't have an accent. That's a good thing.
Stacie has this really cool wierd new orleans accent, but I wont go into that area.
Sid is asleep in his kennel. I don't know what I'd do without him. Sid is my bulldog. He's so gentle and sweet. He's FINALLY picking up the whole sleep in his kennel thing. I wish I didn't have to make him but this isn't my house and I have no say. I keep him out as much as I can. He needs to see a vet for his check up.
Tomorrow I call Randy. Hopefully he's got some good news. And I'm praying he can come down this summer and party with me a bit. I miss that lush.
Goodnight
Eric