I fuck hate it how roommates can be so inconsiderate.
Look, it's your cat, just keep it upstairs. It's as easy as that when there are two floors.
Why the fuck am I living here? Who knows, desperation it seems.
Take care.
Friday, October 24, 2008
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
metaphysical transplant
I have no idea how to explain it. I want to go to California but I don't want it to be California. I think I just need to move to some huge city like New York or Chicago or Houston or even Detroit. Perhaps I just want to go visit the family, but last time I went for my cousin Anna's wedding I felt like shit and all I wanted to do was come back and see Heather, who knew nothing of the sort. How the hell could she? hahahahahaha
It was so weird, as soon as I got off the airplane and was on the was back to Santa Ana from LAX, I felt instantly that I wanted to go back to Grand Rapids because it is my home, and now I want to leave, but not really. I think I just want to take Grand Rapids and all its inhabitants with me wherever I go. I am so used to moving at my leisure that I still want to be able to do it at a moment's whim, but I don't really want to move away. I can't explain it. I will leave it in the metaphysical.
Metaphysics, ahh. One day I will write a book on metaphysics because after all no one is an expert and who is going to tell me any different. I am also going to write a book on sociological perspectives along with my fictional tales of drugs, women, and nonsense. I am nonsense or so I have been told. Somebody has to read them, how can one not?
For Reigen, Abigail, Fortuna, and most importantly Titania. Take care dears !!!
It was so weird, as soon as I got off the airplane and was on the was back to Santa Ana from LAX, I felt instantly that I wanted to go back to Grand Rapids because it is my home, and now I want to leave, but not really. I think I just want to take Grand Rapids and all its inhabitants with me wherever I go. I am so used to moving at my leisure that I still want to be able to do it at a moment's whim, but I don't really want to move away. I can't explain it. I will leave it in the metaphysical.
Metaphysics, ahh. One day I will write a book on metaphysics because after all no one is an expert and who is going to tell me any different. I am also going to write a book on sociological perspectives along with my fictional tales of drugs, women, and nonsense. I am nonsense or so I have been told. Somebody has to read them, how can one not?
For Reigen, Abigail, Fortuna, and most importantly Titania. Take care dears !!!
Thursday, October 16, 2008
...and I made my own house be my gallows...
Don't' we all? (in reference to the title )
I seem to think we do at least in some aspect. How can we not?
One does things they should not do knowing full well the consequences of their actions.
We ruin our well being, our mental health, our sensibilities, our lungs and livers, ourselves.
Yet, we do these things anyway. I have long stopped trying to figure it out. I think that is the key.
I am sure age will change my mind, as it has made my mentality fluctuate.
Take care!
I seem to think we do at least in some aspect. How can we not?
One does things they should not do knowing full well the consequences of their actions.
We ruin our well being, our mental health, our sensibilities, our lungs and livers, ourselves.
Yet, we do these things anyway. I have long stopped trying to figure it out. I think that is the key.
I am sure age will change my mind, as it has made my mentality fluctuate.
Take care!
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