FML

Yet another sleepless night. My brain is shit. So not in the mood for bullshit. Not even from me! No more!

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Location:Delray Beach,United States

I am very CHOdependent

Yesterday. Today. Tomorrow.

Growing up is never easy. Initially, you try to hold on to the things that were. Then, you wonder what's to come. Finally, you realize it's time to let go of what had been, and look ahead to what would be.

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Location:NE 1st Terrace,Fort Lauderdale,United States

Was Quizno's "inspired" by Cat Head Theatre?

For Every Action Reaction

habit + impulse = me (so far away)

This is my life, it's not what it was before

All these feelings I've shared

And these are my dreams

That I'd never lived before

Somebody shake me

'Cause I, I must be sleepin'

Never one to stray from my impulsive nature - I have changed my upcoming flight plan and will be heading home a tad earlier. The last couple of days have been a bit challenging for me. As I have expressed recently, I have outgrown the length of time I have spent between jobs and have become quite restless. While it has been a delight to not bare burden of employment, the experience is now tiresome. I am anxious to start my new job.

I feel that I may have miscalculated the length of my trip in relation to what awaits me back home. Flying back on a Monday and diving into a new job on a Wednesday is quite simply a poor strategy. There are some pending matters I need to address before starting work, which would be better handled within a more comfortable timeframe - days vs. hours.



I have enjoyed my time down here - I always do - and look forward to my next trip. In the midst of what has become a progressively overwhelming transition - shedding a five year routine, thereby altering a large part of my life for a potentially worthwhile future - I yearn for the habitual comforts and familiarity of home to get me through.

Traveling around sure gets me down and lonely 

Nothing else to do but close my mind

I sure hope the road don't come to own me

There are so many dreams I have yet to find

But you're so far away

Nasty Habit

So I've fallen into my nasty habit, which happens every time I'm on holiday. I find myself at the mercy of a comfy couch, which I have been known to lay upon for hours on end throughout an entire day. The pay off is my present state - wide awake, without any motivational purpose. As a by-product of my inopportune alertness, I blog, skim porn website after porn website, check my back accounts (which don't update until 3:01am), re-play Free On Demand movies (just finished Foxy Brown, now watching My Super Ex-Girlfriend), and check torrents for the latest adult entertainment fare (strictly for anthropological research).