Thursday, August 24, 2006


There is certainly a plethora of blogs that currently exist on the intertron. Some of them are updated every couple hours. Some have only a single entry talking of how they are going to keep this blog up to date. It is those people that never write in their blog again.

As for me, well, I have the time to write, but I never do it until I've explored every last possible thing I can do with the free time I have. I think I've grown out of the part of my life where I felt I needed to express my thoughts and feelings through such an accessible medium . I believe I did it in the past to satiate some desire for attention. Just like a crack addict will give anyone a blow-job for a few more grams of Colombian Bam-bam.

I don't know why I bother keeping one of these. My only answer is that if I really feel like I have to use a computer to collect my thoughts on, instead of pen and paper, why not post it on the internet for all to see and criticize?

Anyway, I'm in a funk. I'm taking all but three of my previous medications. Working on getting back on the fourth after my doctor and I believed that I could do without it. But four is much better than seven.

Also, school starts next week so I'm stressed out over that. It would be much more exciting and enjoyable if, like robots, I didn't require sleep or brain altering drugs. Between a crazy work schedule and school, I think my body might implode.

No worries though. By September 11th I should be able to work Saturday, Sunday, Monday 8pm - 8am instead of Sunday, Monday, Tuesday. Tuesdays will still be long, but at least at the end of it all, I can come home and cease consciousness. At least until the following Saturday.

And for anyone interested, as far as the band goes, I've finally come to the decision that nothing is ever going to happen. I've known this for a while, but didn't want to accept it. It just seems we're hit with set-back after set-back to the point where I don't even understand why I pour any energy into the endeavor. Should something actually come to fruitation, you can bet that I'll change my mind.

Bored and Extremely Dangerous