Fire pit saturday night.
Got drunk and threw all the patio furniture in the pool.
Currently kicked out of my house.

Nadine got married to Nick.
Fun.
I'm fat right now with potatoes, and vodka tonics.

I don't get drunk that much, but Jesus Christ.
Bill and Ted's Bogus Journey is on. Taco Bell is staring at me. Time to pass out.
lordy lordy lordy lordy lordy.

It's nice out; big puffy clouds, and light blue skies.
I go home tonight for the weekend, and for my sisters wedding.
I still have 2 projects that I keep putting off.
Emily is missing.
Reminds me of that show without a trace.
I'm excited about dinner today, because my friends and myself are going to eat outside.

Pretty fun weekend spent at BG. Nate's early birthday weekend bash. I've become very good at beer pong.

I wish I had drugs to smoke right now, as lame as that sounds.

I figured out that I'm in fact a prophet, but not for a deity.

I scheduled my classes for fall 07. 3 more weeks until school is done. Nadine is getting married Saturday. Coors is on tap, and Nick should have a bottle of Jameson :)
oh how I love Jameson. There is also a lovely Vegan dinner that is going to be served to me for dinner. Excitement.

Your ex lover is dead.




Stay where you belong...
In my memories.

Was it worth it when it was over?
Life is made up of experiences.
So, yes.

Are you experiencing life?
I hope you are having wonderful experiences.
I'm always here.


...In the life stream.

Easter.

Something inside is brewing again.

Loneliness is a mass.
It hits in waves.
And the waters sure have been wavy lately.

While we are on the subject of dreams, I've watched Yume for the second time. I took a lot more out of it than the first time. It sparked my insides for the night, and I have a deep desire to create right now.

I have a wonderful idea, about a story/film. It's about a single lifetime of a planet. It starts with the death of the planet, and rolls backwards in time. It's Powaqqatsi esque; no dialog, and just events. The end of the movie, reveals how it all started.
The ending is one of those "oh, man" endings.
WHAT A TWIST!

I had weird dreams last night.
But, only two in which I remember.
I rarely dream about anything besides web slinging, and this has been like this since early high school. So, I find it very strange when I dream about something other than that.

#1. I was at my old house in Lorain. I was in the driveway, and from the South there was a very hideous Asian prostitute walking toward me. When she was walking toward me, a narrators voice in my head said "here comes a 'mostitute'." When she was approaching me, I immediately started to shake my head NO. She still continued towards me, and she had her hands, and arms outstretched. On her hands was an orange, with fewer words, a orange venereal type disease. I kept saying no, and shaking my head. She had the creepiest face, and started to rub her arms, and hands so that the orange flakes were falling on me. I woke up and sat up. Ben was still up at 3am reading in his bed. I said out loud, while still 80% asleep, What the fuck!?! Then I went back to bed. He kind of looked at me funny this morning. When Mike was here, he would always be up late, and when my roommates are up late I tend to talk in my sleep.

#2. I will only summarize, because I don't remember it that well. Julio Franco, an old baseball player for the Indians gave me his car keys at Giant Eagle. I guess we were old friends or something, but I asked him if I could borrow his car, and he said sure. I drove to pick up Greg, Dominica, and Emily. I then got completely pissed drunk, and since Emily just got her license I told her she could drive. Then we were back in the parking lot at Giant Eagle, and I told her to slow down. It was snowy and icy, and we slid like 100 yards, hitting 4 cars. The next thing I know is that my head is in my moms lap and I'm crying. I think I might have died in my dream, and the most comfortable place (my heaven) is in with my head in my moms lap and her telling me good things. I woke up with tears in my eyes, and since I haven't talked to my family for about 3 weeks, I felt really sad, and a deep longing for them.

To hell with my prior entry.
There is no way I could do that.
Without my foundation, I fall.
I'm falling.

Luciferianism.

Lately I would kill all those around me (family, or other) if it were to benefit me.

Is this a bad thing?
Maybe.
Maybe not.

Perhaps, I am as the Christians say "Possessed by a demon!"
That would be pretty cool.

STRIKE!

We call for a strike.
We all want to be treated better.
Until you meet our demands, we will be on strike.
The selfish lost.
Me.