I am going on an indefinite hiatus here.

dieyounglivefast 4 LIFE.

To the Dogs or Whoever.

I feel like a dog that has stumbled onto some whiskey. As in, confused as to why I feel this way, on multiple levels.

Can you love me like the crosses love the nape of the neck?

rain and church bells

One thing I miss about having a house (and a car, for that matter) is the sound of rain on the roof. I live on the first floor of a three-story rowhouse, so only the folks on the top get to hear it. Sure, I can hear a few drops on the air conditioner outside my window, and on the ground outside, etc., but it's not the same. I'm not sure what it is I like about this sound -- I guess it's the feeling of being protected or something? Like you know you're just one layer away from getting wet, but you're completely dry? I don't know.

Also I woke up this morning to my church bells again, so that was cool. I didn't realize they did that every day (normally I'm only here to hear it on Sundays), but obviously they do. It's such a pleasant sound.

Mississippi, I'll be there in just a few more days.

Oh my gosh I'm an idiot! I got subpoenaed a few weeks ago to testify in an assault case, and the AUSA just called me to tell me that the guy had pled guilty, and that I did not need to appear.

Rather than keep this information to myself, like the dummy I am I told my boss! Why didn't I just sleep in?! Grrrr.

sry about the hiatus - blame Tumblr

Three weeks to go until I head back to Oxford. I am very much looking forward to it. JR most graciously agreed to let me borrow her car, and I made plans to meet up with someone for at least one night. Did I mention I'm excited about that? I'm excited.

Life, in general, is pretty fantastic right now. I have been going to Krav like 3 times a week, and conditioning two times a week besides that. As a result, I spend a lot of my time being sorer than a motherfucker, but it's such a good sore. Also, eating healthier and all that.

Today, not so much though. I got into some shenanigans last night, which resulted in me missing class this morning. Also here is my list of things I ate:

• Toaster Strudels (of course)
• A double quarter-pounder with cheese
• pizza
• CHEESY BREAD
• 2 beers
• mate

Oh well. I guess I am allowed one day of gluttony every now and then. Tomorrow I'll just try to run like 6 miles or something.

new blog and bar drama

I got a Tumblr—thanks to Lacey—and I have been posting more over there recently. I'm going to keep this one going, but the Tumblr will be more for pictures, music, videos, and little blurbs. If I have something longer to write about, I'll probably come back over here. My new blog is called die young, live fast. Check it outttt.

Anyways. Last night was sort of bullshit. I got called in to work, and I said you know what? I am normally down for helping out whenever y'all need me, and I don't make up excuses for why I can't work: if I am in town, I have agreed to come in the past 4 or 5 or 6 times you've asked. But tonight, I had a long week and I just want to come to the bar and have a few beers. But then when I got there, apparently my presence was not welcome. People were talking about how short-staffed they were, and I ended up leaving after only two beers because I didn't want to deal with that passive-aggressive, guilt trip nonsense. They were not really that short, I don't think, but whatever. Maybe that was not cool, to go in like that, but it's also not cool to make someone feel bad for not doing you a favor. They are not obligated to do you any favors, so ctfo.