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Fuck sleep. Seriously. If you’re like me, you say “Fuck sleep.”
I’m tired of the dreams. So, I’m not sleeping anymore. Coffee and the espresso machine dad gave me will be my new best friend.
Several benefits will arise from this. More awake time means I can get more stuff done. And the mania that will ensue […]

Today was an eventful day.
I cleaned. I played pool. I was stared at by a racist homeless woman. I wanted to end the life of a young douchebag. I ate lunch at Carraba’s and heard a horrible cover of Smells Like Teen Spirit in the style of Sinatra. I saw Kevin Nealon at the Funny […]

Arrested Development is hilarious. I watched 7 or 8 episodes last night. Very, very good show.
And on the way to work, I got to sit in this for an hour:

But I did get a raise. Sweet.
And I slept for.. 8.5 hours. Also sweet.
My life is like Hampton Roads’ weather. Horrible one day, sunny the next.

…I can change the past with erasers.
I just bought the following shirts:

As is most likely evident by my incessant writing in this space, I am having a rough time lately.
My life has degenerated into near-constant work, for which I get nothing but an occasional compliment. At one point I thought this would help. I thought if I flooded my mind with work, there’d be no room […]

Out of the blue, her father called me, asked me if she was here, and hung up.
It was enough to rattle me to my very fucking core.
Did he call the wrong number? It’s happened before, but he’s always realized it. Why would he think she would be here? Is she missing? Why am I worried […]

I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing.

Quite unhappy in all regards lately.
There are so many horrible things totally out of reach that I can’t escape. Nothing I do matters. I’m consumed with guilt.
I’ve been sleeping more, which, of course, means I’ve been having more horrible dreams. She has been a frequent theme in these dreams, I presume because of the recent […]

Tragedy struck last night. Brandi’s sister was murdered.
I wish I had some comforting words to give her. I just can’t imagine going through what she’s going through.
My heart goes out to her and her family. And, to quote Joanna, “I hope they fry the bastard.”
:(

Days like today make me wonder what the point of anything is.
I’ve been staring at the post entry textarea for about 10 minutes since writing that first line. I really just don’t know what to say. A thousand things are running through my mind, and I can’t put them here, for fear of inspiring ire […]

I got a distress call last night and did the whole good friend, good samaritan, help a brother out thing. It was from a person that I care very much about and has been having a lot of problems since she came back to Virginia, and I feel partly responsible for her being here.
But then […]

I’ve had some pretty horrible dreams as of late.
Last night I dreamt that I was stuck on a tropical island with Jamie.
The night before, my dream had many parts. My mom had died. Someone had kept me from going to the funeral, and I made that person suffer. I was in a room with my […]

Another sleepless night. I decided, on a whim, to build another webserver. Starting at 1am. From scratch. I only just found the parts I was missing..
Aside from seeing Hostel and going to mom’s for dinner, I did nothing this weekend but pace around and work.
My life blows.

Greatest movie ever.

The purpose of this entry is to detail a disturbing dream I had, describe an odd thing I saw on the ride to work this morning, and divulge a fear that was realized moments ago.
The dream was disjointed, as usual. My car had been broken into. The radio face was broken off, but still in […]

I’m back at work; the vacation has ended. I did very little over the past 2 weeks, and that was the point.
Lots of emails to catch up on… Sigh.