Man what the hell is with time these days. It seems that by the time i think of something to do the time to do it is already past. Although i do like it when time goes by fast, it just get kind of exhausting when your moving all the time. Like tonight. I take a break to play around on the 360 my new roommate just bought and suddenly it is 3am. Speaking of roommates. You may have noticed my new location. It is because i moved from bremerton to silverdale because my old roommate escaped the navy and is now back in CO. Hopfully he has a better time out that way. He will soon be hiking the appalatian trail. I so wish i had the time and money to do something like that. Anyways since is is so late(or early?) i'm gonna get off of here. My body is telling my to do a few things and i think i am going to listen.
-roguemind
Post Scriptum:
-roguemind
Post Scriptum:
in llusions: the advetures of a reluctant messiah, Richard Bach met Donald Shimoda, a fellow pilot with the keys to the universe. Part of Shimoda's secret was a small book, bound in what looked like suede- Messiah's handboock:reminders for the advanced soul. "open it," he said "and whatever you need to know is there."
I open this book for you.
To learn anything you must put aide the safety of your ignorance.
You wait a lifetime to meet someone who understands you, acepts you as you are. At the end, you find that someone, all along, has been you.
indecisive:
You don't update NEARLY enough now, mister. See, I wouldn't have even noticed that you moved to Silverdale if you hadn't said so. I'm terrible at noticing details as such. I guess its a good thing that you're not updating as much, because that means your life is being full and wonderful. Which, makes me happy.
tempest:
lol.. I know that feeling.