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

Song of the Day: "Red Caboose" - Jim Ether (This guy is odd and so is his music, but it's stuck in my head.)

Well, we saw Alien Vs. Predator last night. It was alright. There were a couple places in the movie that I couldn't help but laugh outloud at. It was stuff that wasn't meant to be funny.

Anyway, I've been up again all night. I finally finished cleaning the kitchen floor. I guess Quill is right: I am like the guy from Matchstick Men.

Amanda now has a job. Yay baby! I'm sure things will work out fine.

I've been messing around with my guitar, and I must say I understand now why when I had one before I put it down. It's difficult (for me) for me to get my fingers where they need to be, and tabs intimidate me (mainly because I have no clue how to read them). I know all that will come in time, but watching others play it makes it look so easy. I guess practice can make that happen.

I hope to get my place even more organized than it is. I've still got crap laying here and there. I just don't know what to do with a lot of it. I don't wanna throw it away, because then I'll need it. But I don't need it right now, so I wanna throw it away. Bogus.

Dave also had to harass me on the IM last night. He's bringing up shit about Steves wedding now, things that happened over a year ago. He wasn't making much sense, but here recently he hasn't been. I'm scared that the poor guy has no direction. I've tried my best to help him, but he chooses to stay where he is. He's going to think what he wants to think, so I give up.

End transmission.