Date: 7.20.2008  Time: 04:20:00

Death has a way of trailing me along the way. It seems as though I'm just bad luck or something. I've lost another that was close. Within moments of his final breath, I placed my hand on his still chest and said goodbye. I wish I knew where he went.

I've not been sleeping well the past few weeks. I can't remember the last time I didn't hear birds before losing awareness.

My eyes have worsened - more spots are appearing. Sometimes it actually startles me.

Why do all religions believe they have it right? What makes a person believe what they're told more than what they've experienced?

I miss dirt roads and getting lost in the woods.

all these years
you've been speaking without breathing
spinning closer to the sun
you had your way with an unsuspecting public
little threads are all it takes

Date: 7.1.2008  Time: 22:25:00

Most people who know me understand my hate of people whom I classify as "douche bags" (I am now combining the terms into one fantastic word, from here out - douchebag). In a previous post, I detailed what it takes to make it to the top of that list fast. A Bluetooth headset. Coming in a close second - guys with goatees. More specifically, BALD guys with goatees. Here's a fun activity for you: go to google.com, click on image search and type in bald goatee. You will be hard pressed not to find a guy whom you wouldn't want to punch. Hard.

Also, because McCain and Obama are both untrustworthy turds, I'm voting for Ralph Nader again. Like in 2000, I'm voting with my conscience. For those who said he is why Bush is president, go buy a book on statistics and watch An Unreasonable Man - you might learn something. If he was such a factor, why wouldn't they let him in the debates? Hmm...