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August 30, 2012 7:18AM

A Few Days
  • I was dating Bekki
  • I lived on Langarth St.
  • I worked at Windermere


We went to sleep right away and I don't even remember falling asleep really. We slept straight through to about 10am the next day, to which I got up and Bekki opened the curtains to reveal the beautiful water and scenery! It was wonderful, and there was a nice breeze coming in the window, and it was just the perfect way to wake up. I went to bed with a bit of a headache and woke up with it still there in the right side of my head, so Bekki amazingly just rubbed that part of my neck and it helped a bit (she's awesome).


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August 30, 2011 9:47PM

A Living Process
  • I lived on Langarth St.
  • I worked at Windermere
  • Broken up but living with Michelle


I'm stupid... or silly... one of those, I haven't decided which. For some reason I always think that a beer or two after work, or in the afternoon is a good idea, but it always leaves me feeling headachey, tired, gross... and I just keep doing it. It kind of makes me into a useless piece of shit, but ah well, what are you gonna do?


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August 30, 2006 4:21AM

Charmed
  • I lived on Grey St.
  • Michelle was my Roommate


It appears the acting and storylines get a bit better as Charmed continues... I'm into the start of season three and already the stories seem a bit more mature, better acted, and a tiny bit more believable within the context of it's premise.


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August 30, 2004 10:50PM

Relapse - Look it up on Dictionary.com
  • I lived with Ben on Cartier
  • I was with Emily


I don't even know where to start... writing right now feels like some forced, unnatural process that I'm only doing because I know there are people coming here and wondering where the fuck I am. Yes, in the month of August, I've had well over 1500 hits to my website, which is amazing considering what it is, an uninfished personal journal of a unintersting fuck up. I'm not sure what that knowledge does to me... might make me feel like I have much more of an audience than I used to.. but then again, it might just give me more motivation to write better... but strangley, at least right now, it makes me wonder why it doesn't do anything to me at all. This entry is going to seem very unnatural, not flowing or anything... I'm forcing it all out and it hurts, but I have to do it. I'll do my best to get some good content in though, but I can't garauntee anything... we'll just see how it goes... besides, not that much has happened in the last little while really, so I don't know how long the entry will be anyway.

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August 30, 2002 5:21AM

Jesus To The Rescue
  • I lived with my Mom
  • I was with Linzie


I went shopping today... and yesterday actually. Yesterday I went to Masonville (a big mall) and found nothing I wantedso I just wasted money on bus fare... and today I bought a lot of stuff.

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