So I was finally able to get my old Windows PC booted up. I installed Linux on it, and so far no overheating or any problems. I still want to buy a new power cord, as I feel that is what’s causing most of the problems.
Regardless, I’m very excited.
Comments (0)I’m sick of this town, and I’m almost to the point of hating my friends. I’m assuming this is what I get for caring too much and wanting to make a change. All I really would want right now is some kind of decent conversation. Fuck XBOX, Fuck television, Fuck Myspace.
By the end of the month I’m hoping to start up a small discussion group at my apartment. It sucks because there isn’t a buzzer system, but it’s at least a step. I’ll have to deal with phone calls.
I also want to set up that damn community center/infoshop. Next February, when I move out, I’m saving that money and using it towards renting a house with people. Or, if I can find friends suitable enough to deal with my ambitions, live with my parents longer and buy a house. Or shit, just find a commercial residential building. I think the third option is my best. I can live by my own rules, no roommates. It’s technically a commercial spot, not just a house.
Bah, who knows. I’m just built up and pissed
Comments (0)So I woke up at 5:30, I don’t know why. It pissed me off. I have stuff to do, but nothing opens until 9am.
I started finishing up the Cocytus EPs, but then I ran into a problem with the CD design program, so now I have to fix the images on the Mac, transport them to my PC. Not that hard, except I don’t have a flash drive or a router any more - and I don’t feel like using my camera again. BLAH.
Took a nice shower, relaxed a bit. Just have to sit and wait for 9am to roll around.
Comments (0)So April has been a weird month for me. My trip was amazing, and it came at perfect timing - however it didn’t last long. I got back and I was back at square one in Kenosha. For a good week I had my phone turned off and didn’t talk to anyone, I just laid in bed and kept to myself.
We’ve been picking things up, I’m just sick of the same old deal. There was no reason to even blog, everything was just the same old bullshit.
But it’s finally getting nicer out.
Comments (0)Right on time, sort of. Packing everything and heading North. Might post on here randomly, updates about the trip. So long!
Comments (0)Well I woke up today at 5:30am for some reason, most likely because I can’t wait to leave for my vacation. I arranged all of my things, everything is ready for me to leave.
That only took half an hour, considering I’ve had it all packed since last Wednesday. So I decided to go on a morning bike ride. I also wanted to check Hoernel Lock’s hours. Before I leave for my trip I want to make a third spare for the car, just in case something really stupid happens. And of course, there were no hours posted.
I rode down to the lighthouse that isn’t on the pier. There was a man fishing off of the lighthouse’s base. I rested my bike against the rocks, didn’t want to make noise, figured it’d piss him off if I did. Climbed up and sat on the rocks, smoked a few cigarettes. I tried to watch the sunrise but it’s pretty overcast today. It was still nice, birds were flyin’ and chirppin’, and occasionally red beams of light would poke through.
For a moment, when I was sitting there, I zoned off. The clouds began to move - or I just noticed them - and I tweaked out a little. Seemed like they were pushing down, not east. Or maybe they were lowering, we’re supposed to get rain.
It started to get lighter out, and the mist on the lake was growing, so I left. It hasn’t started to rain yet..but I wasn’t risking anything. I stopped off at Mo’s Cafe and grabbed myself a warm drink, and headed back.
I should be leaving Kenosha at 10am, unless something goes wrong…which my luck has been on the downfall for the past month and a half. I sliced my left hands index finger last night with the tomato slicer.
Comments (0)So I kept it pretty hush hush, but the past two weeks I was in a slump, I guess you could call it a mild depression. I don’t know why, but it hit hard. It didn’t really bother me until the end of last week, and by that I mean this past Friday.
It feels like two years, but it was only two weeks ago. Our friend Russell passed away, I wasn’t good friends with him, but a lot of the people close to me were. So I did what I do best, and be there for them. So much shit happened, and I think it snapped me in half.
There’s too much laundry that I could air out, so I don’t feel like speaking it. But things finally started to get resolved, true colours shown.
Today though, I just woke up and felt better. It’s a nice spring day, and all day it rained and stormed. I feel fresh.
It’s nice.
Comments (0)I just realized there are about four phone chargers in my apartment - and only one of them is the one I use. I love this apartment, people are over so often they need to leave their phone chargers. My friends help me clean, even if I’m not helping. They’ve bought me small amounts of groceries here and there.
It’s amazing.
Comments (0)Bush vetoes legislation barring use of waterboarding.
“Bush said such tactics have helped foil terrorist plots”
Cha. Like anyone wouldn’t say whatever you wanted after going through that. It’s just like the Salem witch trials..
“From June through September of 1692, nineteen men and women, all having been convicted of witchcraft, were carted to Gallows Hill, a barren slope near Salem Village, for hanging. Another man of over eighty years was pressed to death under heavy stones for refusing to submit to a trial on witchcraft charges”
You are terrorist. Yes?
Comments (0)So I passed out from 7:30pm until 11:30pm. Ver Bruggen woke me up, finally, and I was so out of it. It was the worst nightmare I’ve possibly ever have had.
I was in this group, like it was a class I was in and we were going on a trip, part flying, part not. I can’t remember most of it, but there’s one part that really, really creeps me out.
I was inside Wal-Mart, our bus took a pit stop, and was buying a soda; there were three other people around me. All the sudden it felt like someone splashed water on my left wrist, but it hurt incredibly. We got back on the bus, it was night time. My hand kept getting worse and worse, I couldn’t see it though. All the sudden in the dream it is “morning” and half of my forearm is eaten away, like that water was acidic.
It was so vivid, like completely unrealistic in the fact there was no bleeding, and it looked like a perfect burn on paper. I could see all the bones and parts of the muscle, see the marks where parts were burnt through or not. I could move my hand and see all the bones move.
Was so creepy
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