Oh God, he's being poetic. Someone buy this guy a hobby!

I can only watch the world spin from a distant far enough to taste the life that flows through it but never have enough to be consumed by it.

I'm but a number, neither positive nor negative, sitting amongst that which can create and destroy yet never take a side.

I crave that which should not be craved. Desire that which should not be desired. I know the fruit is forbidden but I would have desired to eat it a thousand times if it meant I could taste it once before my own destruction.

I smile because it's how I look into a mirror and see someone else's existance reflected that is not mine.

The ache I go through ripples through out my days but I never let a wave form. I can't let a wave form.

I wonder where the day after will be yet fear tomorrow; all the while trying to forget yesterday.

I want to give up but still move onward.

When will my eyes gaze upon my dreams?

So yeah...

I haven't updated this in a bit...but don't feel like blogging either...it's just that I keep looking at how outdated this thing is and know I should post some kind of update....I guess.

Long story short:

• I got my Apt. It's teh awesome
• I've resigned from Allakhazam.com
• I still do 'The Mog House' with Pikko on Sundays at 8est (www.onlinegamingradio.com)
• Job at SSC is still ok.
• I'm not dead yet.

That's probably the important parts. I'm having a shitty day so I really don't feel like typing much...I'm surprised I even typed up this much.

I'm tired. Just so damn tired. I feel 90 at 24. I barely feel like waking up in the morning but do so cause I know I'm supposed to.

Meh. Blog is starting to get emo, which is why I was skeptical to write in the first place. Oh well.