I can't find my old blog. It's a real downer man. Ugh. Katie says "hi".

Well, I suppose I'm going to start writing on this regularly now.  Might as well.  I realized that losing that last blog made me feel pretty got-damned-terrible. To start anew... new feelings, new developments, new news.

Gotta go, go, go, go, go, go, go.

I'm really good at cooking now.

I just can't wait

To be in the mountains and trees. I want to jump in rivers and paddle down stream. I want make a fire and keep warm at night. I want to sing songs with a guitar and ukelele. I want to break beats out of some bongos. I want to scream at the top of my lungs letting everything around me know that I am there. I want to be famous in those parts. I want to taste freedom. I want to leave everything behind in the world and bring everything back from this new one.

I want to live.

2 weeks.

Colorado.

I just can't wait.

I love finding things of this nature

http://www.theworldsbestever.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/sushi-etiquette.jpg

Hooray Sushi.

Oh and my love just gets deeper with every moment I live. For you and you and all of them.

Not sure what to make of it.

What do you call it when it's not a mess but causes trouble none the less? Life is not tidy and I don't make my bed. I'd say that I fit right in. I know who I want right now. I work too much and play too much but what is the alternative? Can't say no. Yes feels yes. I'm black, blue, and red from the punishment I put me through. You should see the other guy.

Balance is an illusion. Equal parts this and that are impossible when you need a unique scale for every situation. At least I can't find the right one. What happened to the all purpose scale? God needs to do his duty and get on that.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=klgGo1oCAO4

Make sure you ducks are in a row

so you don't miss any when you cock your shotgun and release your emotions.

http://www.last.fm/music/Harvey+Milk/_/Brown+Water?autostart