Balls for Loan: Discontinued!

Siggy has been saying that I should use my "balls" more often, like a man should. I guess she's right in a way; I haven't been standing up for myself as much as I have in past. Well, it's gotten better, so there!

Projekt Revolution was a blast. Linkin Park was awesome, as expected, and so was Chris Cornell, who I'm not that big of a fan of. I'm so glad I went for free. Now that I mentioned it... every concert I ever been to, I went for free. I'm one lucky bastard, huh?

I work for the next five days. Whoopee.

World Domination

It's a fantasy that I'll only accomplish in my wildest dreams.

So, I had some questions that got answered. Now I can feel a little bit better as to where all of this might be heading. However, I still haven't done the most obvious thing, because I'm not exactly sure what the right time is to doing it, or if there even is a right time at all. This shouldn't be this confusing.

First week a of work sucked balls. I'm being honest. It's easy, but it can hell at times. If Kate wasn't there to put a smile on my face, I'd be loony 5 days a week.

Whatever issues I happen to resolve, life always throws more my way.

Square One

It's just like Shiloh said: it feels like we're back in the senior's lounge in high school, when we all hung out, and I had a crush on Kate. Well, I think we're back to that same moment once again. Sigh. I should just talk to her about us. Jeez.

Everybody's workin' for the weekend! I know I am. Shiiiit.

Two major things are left standing in my way. Wait. Make that three. You know what you are.

I've tried writing a checklist, but we all know how my imagination wonders, and that almost certainly leads to embarrassment. It's happened twice before.

Sleep- she's one demanding mistress.

Just Another Day

So I thought.

I start work tomorrow. I'm sure that will have its share of interesting turn outs.

At any rate, things have been going "swimmingly". I still need a mattress. Sleeping on memory foam really sucks, and I also need proper bed sheets. I suppose I'll worry about that when I have the money. I hate how everything revolves around money! But it's a love-hate relationship, isn't it? Ha ha.

"Better days are soon to come", I used to say. Although these are indeed better days (the fact that I'm no longer in Virginia makes every day a better day), there are still some wrinkles I need to iron, if you know what I mean.

Any way, the fireworks are tonight, so I look forward to that. I also need to do my laundry... speaking of laundry and clothes, I need more shirts.

Damnit! There I go again.

Mikey Forlorn

What Is It That I Want?

That's a question that I have asked myself. What do I really want? Do I want a relationship? Does she want a relationship? What I do I want in that relationship? We can't be serious right away, then again, we can't be distant either.

If I say what I want to say to her, will that jeopardize the friendship that we share? Would that make things better or worse?

Leaves in the Wind

It's hard to tell what it's going to be like in a couple of years. Best not to think about it.

So, not much has changed since my last post. I'm feeling many things right about now: anxious, impatient, nervous, stressed, angry, sad, silly, scared, determined, and in love. Terribly in love. I'm pretty sure it's not safe to feel all of that at once, but you know. Whatever.

I still stand by everything that I have said so far. I'm waiting for my chance. The opportune moment. I just don't when that'll be, or even what to do, for that matter. But I have the utmost trust in myself to figure all of that out when the time comes for confessing. Well, it's not really "confessing" because we already know... or maybe I should say it just for the sake of saying it?

This entry is getting obnoxious. I'll edit this when I get the chance.

I hope for a smooth sailin'.

Spyglass

It's time to stop beating around the bush. Heh heh. I'm so childish.

But really, when I'm with her, I feel compelled to talk about us. We haven't yet, and it gets a little awkward sometimes. The awkwardness is usually (and pretty much always) my fault, unfortunately.

Awaiting orientation for Hasbro. Hopefully, Mr. Payne calls my back. Hurray! I've been having these crazy ideas for a graphic novel. But it irks me so damn much when I try to do character illustrations! I wish I was as good as Kazu Kibuishi, Rad Sechrist, Georgia Horesh, or Andy Dickman. Those guys know what the hell they're doing! Me? I'm just a lowly amateur. Ha ha. Well, whatever.

Practice makes perfect, right?

I sure hope so.

Still In Effect

It sure is.

Well, that dude from Hasbro called me back and I have an interview tomorrow morning at 9:30 a.m. I guess that's good.

Takin' it easy for now. We'll see what happens in these crazy days.

My shirt from yesterday smells like her. <3

Is that so wrong?