*thump*

Fucking A...3 times in 2 weeks. 3! Now I'm almost positive that further pursuit will be fruitless. I know I'm going to make an ass of myself within the next 2 weeks or so. Oh well. I really don't care at this point. Right now I need to focus my energy on getting money for rent. I really hope that I can have my car sold soon. Like within 2 weeks. That'd help alot. If anyone reading this knows someone that wants to buy a car ('92 Buick Regal Custom coupe, kinda high miles, minor repairs needed(passenger mirror needs to be reattached, tail-light out) but still great runner) let me know. I'm asking $1,500 but I'm willing to negotiate. Look out world, here comes one fucked-up and pissed-off motha-fucka. Adieu. Josh.

Call me Kurt

Yet again, I have proved to the world that I am nothing more than a fuck-up. I have reaffirmed that everything I do is doomed to fail, and that happiness is nothing but a fleeting moment of torment, just long enough to make you think that things are going good for you, and then you get shot in the face with a shotgun. Fucking wonderful feeling, isn't it? And I swear, if even ONE person says they are sorry, they can run themselves into a brick wall covered with vials of nitro glycerine. It's my fault, and I know it. In case you're wondering, this has to do with Casey. I am nothing more than a shadow of a man, and I don't deserve any sympathy or time from anyone. So piss off, and let me be bitter for a little while. The worst part is, I'm now essentially forced to abandon my family on Easter. I hate my family, and have nothing to talk about with them. They all think that I turned out horribly, and that I wasted everything that I had going for me. They don't talk to me, and they really don't acknowledge my existance. The only reason I was going to go is because someone was going with me. Now, since that isn't going to happen, there will be no Easter for me. Instead, I get to sit around and have the constant guilt and torment of having no self-worth hanging over my head. Sounds like fun, huh? At the very least, my friend Lee is also abandoning Easter so we'll be able to play music all day in our studio. And be minutely influenced most of the time. But right now, I'm drinking with some Arab friends of mine, so I'll be off. Adieu. Josh