I found the cure to growing older.

And you're the only place that feels like home.


*Sighs*
Ah, missing someone this much is like having a fairly important organ missing. You can survive without it, but not as well, and you're constantly aware of the fact that it isn't there. You count down the days until you get it back so you can feel whole again. Hee hee, I sound like such a terribly love-sick puppy. It's pretty disgusting if I don't say so myself. But fuck if I care. Everyone's a hypocrite in the end.

So the past like 3 or 4 days I've been working 8 hour shifts in a row, no breaks, all the time on my feet taking orders or washing dishes. I've never washed so many dishes in my life. At least I'm getting paid for it. Maybe this is Fate's way of getting back at me for all the times I never did the dishes at home. Not cool. Though I think I'd rather do the dishes than have to scrub and mop all the floors. So yea....been working from 6pm to bloody 2am. Crazy. I really need to get a fucking resume together so I can send it to Michelle at the Performing Arts Center so she can hook me up with a $9/hr+ desk job. Plus, it would be a good place to get connections in the "art world" or whatever. Sean did, and he doesn't even really deserve it. He takes it for granted a bit much. But whatever. It's still good for him, since he's one of my best friends and all. Anyway.

I just saw Clerks II for the second time. It's a crazy-ass laugh till popcorn comes out your nose movie. And I haven't even seen the first Clerks. I need to though. And also see Silence of the Lambs apparently. Good stuff. One Ring To Rule Them All....>_>


I need to do laundry badly. I'll go start putting stuff to wash after this. Or, well, I'm actually starting to feel a bit sleepy. I didn't get to go back to bed after I inexplicably awoke at about 10 or 11am from a very strange but interesting dream where Davey from AFI was in it along with Yany and Shuen and I.....it was weird. Probably from watching some AFI videos on YouTube before going to sleep XD

I need to figure out how to make a successful teleportation device out of things that can be found in my father's over-filled garage. It would come in handy no matter what the situation. Save on gas money greatly, cut down on travel time, practically eliminate being late or dealing with crazy traffic, long distances will not be an issue ever again, and other such things. Also probably reduce stress and chances of being in an accident and getting injury or death, as long as the teleporting is pretty much a-ok and really safe.

Not a lot to tell at the moment. I owe my dad a lot of money, and I owe some other people money too unfortunately. My eye is much better, I think probably pretty much cured, I go to the doctor for a final check-up on the 2nd. Work sucks. My room is a mess of clothes everywhere. It looks like my closet threw up. My car needs the oil leak fixed asap because it's probably 100 times worse now. Needs oil almost every other day or so now. I miss Michael. My cell phone is gay and will probably stop working any day now, and I can't get the MetroPCS RAZR cell to work on T-Mobile cuz it doesn't have SIM card capability. And I have to wait 60 days for the Razr to deactivate so that I can reactivate it with a new local phone number and get my own plan on it under my name and all. But that's ok, because I probably wouldn't have the ability to pay for a cell phone plan on the monthly basis till then anyway.

Bah, I keep on spacing out, which means I'm tired and sleepy. I'll ramble more about the current state of things later. night.