Sometimes they come back to haunt you...really is like a scar that you run your finger over every now and then.
2011..right? that's the year? My sense of time and memory seem to be degrading as the days pass. It's been a handful so far. Didn't see it starting out this way but I'm happy about that.
Time time fucking time. I've been blessed with an ample amount of it now. Took a couple weeks to get used to the concept of having time to myself again if that makes any sense. It was like "Hey buddy, you can relax and breathe now." No more hustle bustle. Seeing the forest for the trees and all that yazz.
Feeling like the next thing is supposed to happen but it hasn't yet and then what the fuck is it supposed to be?
Financial burden came to visit and stayed for quite awhile hampering impulsiveness and the ability to enjoy myself. Been tough the last couple of months. Things are improving, at their given pace, and soon will be better. Have so many road trips and people to see in various states far apart from each other. Waiting for my vacation time to come in and then I'm off. Bettie needs work on her before I can take her out any destination outside of jersey. Just been too lazy to buy the parts and work on her. Poor baby.
Shes a fully matured woman now in that she went past 100,000 miles. Lot of good times on good miles.
Honorable mentions:
Various trips to Virginia.
Road trip to Hell City last year
Road trip to Mexico of course.
Pretty much any ride involving Rexx actually
Seeing NIN in three different states in three days.
Anyone know of the difficulty in matting things? As in pictures and anything else that you want to frame?
I'm getting the crafty itch and have realized how much shit I want to matte and frame. Figured since I have the time I might as well learn. I need to head to A.C. Moore or whatever craft store and figure shit out. I get these surges of creativity albeit wanting to write, shoot [pictures], draw, run around, sing, any fucking expulsion of energy and no outlet to do such in. Been applying for production assistant jobs left and right but no bites. Not surprised, even to be a gopher it's a pain in the ass.
Weather is finally breaking, so expeditions in the city will be made. Heard about a Johnny Cash photo exhibit somewhere that I need to check out. I am also in the pursuit of a storm trooper helmet with a built in voicebox that I can't find anywhere. And of course, I will have to binge on kati rolls until I shit unda.
Trying my best not to become bored with life even though the monotony of it can have a stranglehold sometimes. In all reality though, everything is pretty damn good right now and I'm calm as a hindu cow. I have no idea about anything, where things stand and lay, where am I going or where I have gone. One way or the other, it always works itself out. Just don't think twice, it's alright.
Oh yeah, picked up "The King of Limbs" today on vinyl and cd. I've waited off until now and am excited. Always a new experience with every following album. I hear good and mixed things. I'll let you know what I think. FUCKING RADIOHEAD!!!
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