Even Digital Clocks Tick

Time seems to be flying by faster than copies of Halo 3 off of store shelves these days.

An example?

My twenty-first birthday has already come and gone, with hardly any evidence that it was ever there in the first place. Well....except for this:

I'm pretty sure that was my last social outing for the rest of my life, but at least it was worth it.

Muahaha.

Absence Can't Help A Heart That Doesn't Exist

Yeah.

It's been awhile.

Actually, I've been posting now and then elsewhere, but I'll be moving everything back over here to it's rightful (and might I add, gloriously dark) place.

Heh.

As if I have any readers that exist that would even care.

*smirk*

Drowning in Tides of Change

Edit: This is from my other (inferior) blog, hence my profile not being any different.

Despite severe misgivings on my part, I finally changed my profile layout. Though, if my OCD compels me to check it one more fucking time, I may have to revert back to old ways.

Except for this new blog skin.

Oooooh.

Needless to say, I'm not a being that is particularly fond of change. While I am able to adapt well, I'm inclined to hate everything to the 'enth degree. Which is probably why I'm floating between to jobs, still living at home, and (somewhat) keeping the faith that my Truck of Doom is worth the few thousand dollars in repairs.

With the house up for sale, options have been lain before me. Do I stay near (but seperate) from the Bastardly Parental Units, whether or not they decide to ditch this state in favor for another, and where the prospects of opening a new business are high.....or...do I stay in familiar territory, fully resigning myself to an ambitionless existence, and an all too narrow comfort zone?

....Yeah.

It's a debacle to be sure, but I suppose that whatever the outcome is, the spiral will loom ever downward. It always has, and always will.

I guess that's one thing that never will change.

Weary Doom

When I get really overtired, weird song mixes start playing in my head.

For the last eighteen hours, it's been a combination of the "Do-Re-Mi" song from the Sound of Music, and the original Mighty Morphin Power Rangers theme.

Ugh.

Much like Coke and orange juice, some things are just not meant to be together.