...death becomes clear through bloodshot eyes...

You know, I suppose yesterday could've been a lot worse than it was. It could've been way better, but it also could've been much worse. It's been a long time since I've had a really 'good' day. Hell, I'd settle for just a 'good' one.

I've got another three demos today... one thing you'll find a lot of here is that I do work a lot.

I feel like I slept alright. I think I got about five hours of sleep. Better than Amanda, who apparently only got one. I woke up alright, feeling like it was going to be an okay day, but that changed rather quickly. I wasn't even up five minutes, and already I feel like I shouldn't have bothered getting out of bed.

If you've never had Bawls, you've gotta try it. Probably the best tasting energy drink in the world.

I am so boring.

Oh, one little thing of interest, I suppose. A (used to be) friend of mine is getting married. He was a good guy, until he met his "The One". He's got his head shoved so far up her ass that he's a totally different person. The pussy controls that relationship, because he's just totally thrown away friendships that have lasted at least 8 years for a girl. I know shit like that happens, but the funny part about it is that now he's trying to piss people off about it, simply by asking a specific person to be his best man. The one thing I have to say to that:

"Why the fuck do you all care? We knew he was gonna do. We saw it coming. Why do you all act so hurt? They're both losers and deserve each other, so let them go. It's like getting mad at a baby for shitting it's pants. There's nothing you can do about it, so why feel like there is? Just stop. You've got a life of your own to worry about, don't you?"

Even after that, I'm still more bothered by everyone's reaction to Erich doing this than I am about him doing it. It's funny where priority is.

The one other thing I can think of is that Amanda found the blog (not like I hid it) and needless to say we had a chat about it. She thinks I'm trying to make her look bad, which isn't the case. Even if she did, to all the millions of anonymous web-people out there that don't read this, why would it matter? If anything, it ends up being a poor reflection of me, and what kind of person I am.

This applies to EVERYONE: I started this thing to put down how I feel about things at a certain time. When I want to talk, but feel like I can't. It's really just that simple. If you don't like it, I'm sorry. I'm not out to make anyone feel like they're being put down. If you feel that way, there must be some truth in what I'm saying.