It's been a while since I've written. I haven't the time. I've been on a spiritial journey as of late. I went searching for more meaning in this universe, and now I've found it, and I'm still not sure if it's a good thing. I went from total darkness to glaring at the sun. Now I've all thoughs little blochi things in my eyes. Figuratively speaking. BLOCHI... we'll just pretend that's a word.

I needed some time alone... which I received in abundance. At about one o'clock this mourning, things changed, and suddenly I needed company. Strangely no one answered there phones. Fuckers.

I feel as though I've drifted away from someone I really love recently. We went from hanging out everyday to barely talking. I don't think I did anything wrong... wronger then usual anyways. WRONGER... made up word number 2. I suppose anyone who spends any significant amount of time with me, finds yours truely, to be ultimantly unbarable.

But on a lighter note... wait, no... that's about as light as it gets... but atleast I'm not writing another suicide note.

Small victories...