tds

For the last week, almost every day, i've been getting calls from a wrong number, asking for a guy named Joe Herr. This isn't a new thing; since i got the 916 number, i'd irregularly get calls from parole officers or random people or the Colorado Technical Institute for this Joe Herr. These new calls, despite me telling them constantly that this dude doesn't use this number anymore, These people (this seems to be a residential number too, by the way) are apparently legitimately retarded. So, when they called at 6:37 this morning, waking me from a totally decent dream, instead of answering (because they WILL call back) i got on MySpace & sent a nasty message to anyone named Joe Herr in the 916 area code. With any luck, this scattershot exercise in bitterness will maybe fix something. But it made me feel better, so fuck them all.

I scarily noticed that i'm looking more like my brother as time goes on. This isn't a bad thing, i don't think, because he's maybe the most amazing person i know, however...i don't know. It's an odd thing. I will say, i think i clean up better, if only because i haven't seen him all fancy since he graduated from high school, which was a long time ago.

Evolution doesn't end. People aren't totally evolved yet. I think at this point, however, it's more of a mental & emotional evolution than a physical one. A philisophical one, almost. This is totally unrelated to anything, but i think it's a good notion.

Here's the deal. I've got a lot of time to think lately. Lately, seems like there's a few days a week (THANK YOU to Lobster_Mobster, isiness, Preston_Esquire, catagogo, & everyone else i've gotten to see this week for helping me get out. You're all good people) where there's no sense of distraction. This is actually a decent thing, because while i LOVE getting out to see everyone & do things & all that, everyone just kinda needs downtime from such things. And it's good to actually appriciate downtime as such, not as six days of fucking dead space to dwell on weird things & watch bad TV. Where i'm going is, the last week has been great, & i'm actually thinking clearly, which i think i wasn't before. People should embrace who they are, but not let it keep them from growing. I think that i'm at least moving in some direction; the last few weeks in particular have made me think a lot about what i want out of life, or what i should at least consider. So, thanks to everyone for that. And to the fine folks at the Corona corportation.

Also, honesty IS better than tact. It's only mean if you intend to BE mean. It just comes down to intent.

I'm writing more. I love it.

I'm tired of this. I forgot my initial point to writing this, as usual. So, yeah, i hope everyone is having a great time at whatever they're doing.

Man, i'm in a good mood. It's nifty.