Hell. Yes, I've contemplated it. It makes perfect sense. And no. The answer is always no.

Just woke up from a nap. I hate naps. While I sleep the government zaps away thoughts that could one day turn me into a terrorist. At least that's my theory.

Whenever I wake up, I'm in a bad mood. As of late, I mean. This didn't used to happen. Maybe it started over the summer. No. It happens whenever I'm in love.

Because I wake up to the reality of my life without that person because I'm too much of a coward to tell him that I care.

What a fool I am.

Fool. Coward. Idiot. Human.

Been a while since I blogged here. Or even came here. Stuff has happened. Shit has happened. I've been living day by day as best I can. I win some, I lose some. Threw a few punches, took a few hits. Got my heart broke, fell in love. You know the drill. It's been life.

Well.
I hope I did that right. If you care, go to my writings and see if you can read "In the Mud", prologue to this story I've started writing.

Also, I've made a poll if you're interested.

Both Skye and I decided to do some heavy drinking tonight. Except I'm drinking juice, and he's drinking wine. At least he's finally helped his brother. Nothing left for him now. Cheers.

I made a poll.

*First Blog Dance*

Okay, now that that's done. Oro... When I went to Nightshadow's presentation... there was a note at the top that said "This is the person who invited me to Writersco". Pretty chizz.
Man, I'm gonna have to start writing some more just to keep up here. I've got to figure out how to post my writing on here so I can get "Scroll" on here. Hopefully that'll inspire me to finish that first chapter I've been working for months on.

It seems very quiet here. Kind of a good thing, I guess.