Random Thoughts.
a puppy followed me home today. i know he was cold. the poor wretch of an animal. it wouldn't stop shivering, and it's paws were clotted and bloody. it had traveled far. just like me. i offered him warmth but he was scared. i offered him food and he thought twice. he didn't trust me. i guess he had been hurt one to many times. hmm...
i am watching star trek and it never fails to amaze me. the entire galaxy speaks english.
my new boss is a trip. if he thinks you need something to do he gives you his work. i guess he feels like he doesn't need anything to do. an impressive leadership style. uh...it sucks.
do people rush into love so quickly because they are so afraid of falling out of it?
this was a picture of my breath takin during a freezing night.
who is to judge? i've spent a good part of the night searching through journal pages and webrings and i found my self getting pissed.
pissed at overly zealous, greatly contemptous ring masters who think they can pick and choose and decide what is artistic.
am i any less "talented", do my ideas not touch a certain tone, does my train of thought run on a straighter track because i use geocities? because my html is not out freakin' standing?
opionated. straightforward.
is that always a good thing. i'll tell it like it is.
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the snow is 5 foot deep and i can't keep my pants dry. i scrub the antenna 20 times a night, and the cold makes my head numb. it melts during the day and slides off the roof with tremendous wooomps. it freezes during the night and i slip.
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the constant shift changing is screwing with my clock. i'll wake up at night and i will have no idea if is is 6 am or 6 pm. and i never know what the date is or the day of the week. i need some regularity and not the exlax kind.
what is beauty to a blind man.
how would you know if the color red was diffrent to you then everyone else?
the number of people to be saved at the end has already been decided. 144,000 (rev. 7,4)
i feel like i live in a coca cola slush puppy.
christmas day. i didn't recieve one card or present or thought from anyone. what a shame because i sent so many out. i feel forgotten and on the other side of the universe.
when i think about the holidays i think of the special food that we could only afford during the season. now that i'm on my own i found myself buying those things with out even thinking about. traditions. i wonder how many more my mother plowed into my head?
the player mentality is an omni reason why things or so wrong in this day. it is now cool. it is now accepted and admired to purposely try and hurt another individual. to screw another human being and cause them pain. what have we become. not even the lowest of invertabrates hurt each other for fun. we are less then a species. we are in remission and failing.
esquire magazine published the list of "175 things every man should do before he dies". i, only being 21 years of age, was surprised to see that i have already completed about 45% of the tasks. does that mean i can die sooner, or do i need a longer list?
can you see out of a window right now. if you can't your wrong.
a good friend thinks i put him off on perpose, but i don't. i just procrastinate. he is a great friend, and i would do anything to help him. he just doesn't realize how hard it is to keep up a relationship when the army doesn't care about my friends. excuses...
could i be anymore hard up for a friend.
i think about a girl nonstop who lives on the other side of the earth.
who i wil never meet.
man am i lonely.
carpol tunnel syndrom???
give me a break.
i was walking down a back alley last night. the snow had slid off the roof of a building and it was blocking the street. i began to climb over the blocks and mounds. when i was half way down the street a man yelled at me that the "road was close.". he then called me back.
i was half way down the road. think about it.
...FAIL TO PREPARE...
...PREPARE TO FAIL...