Well, I attempted to respond through e-mail, but it was rejected. I'd ask my mom to forward you the e-mail, but that's just going way out of the way
to even bother. I know you don't have that e-mail address blocked because you don't know it, and I'm not going to sign into myspace to send it because myspace
sucks.
TheEx - first and foremost, I don't hate you. I'm not saying I like you by any standards, but meh, we'll leave it at that. I'm not about to spill shit on
here that went on with us. Feel priveleged.
I don't really have much to say because we both know that we're not going to become pals and talk on a regular basis. I'm sorry to hear about your dog; and thank you
for the kind words about Baxter. I'm glad to hear that you are now in college. Fun shit. Keep up the grades, it'll be very rewarding later on, especially just having the
accomplishment of doing so.
The one night you mentioned of after we broke up, the legal ish, is actually an entertaining story, but I digress, that won't be publically talked about for a while. It
had nothing to do with the breakup and was a month and a half after that anyway. Just some real shitty luck.
Anyway, have a safe and Merry Christmas and New Years.
Alright, so I really wanted to post another blog, but I really don't feel like making 2 entries (I really need to finish Airblogger, but I'm working on a few other
things at the moment and time to develop it is becoming nonexistent), so I will go ahead and just continue on with this one.
The year is coming to an end, and each year I write about the things that happened throughout the year into one of my notebooks and goals, achievements, predictions, and so on, and
compare them to the previous years. Last year I wrote that I would be single most of this year, still living in the same place, still working at the same place, and be motivated to
work my way out of this state again.
So, how did my predictions work out for me? Been single since February. By choice. I have no urge to date anyone. Still living and working at the same places, so that's a good thing.
As for the moving out of this state thing - that won't be anytime soon. I have commitments now so I can't just pick up and leave like I had planned last year.
So what are my predictions for this next coming year? I don't have any. I have goals though. Working out is a big one. I was doing great over the summer until I got sick, then after 2 weeks
of that, I just didn't pick back up. I hate having to start over. But this time, my goal is to be under 200 lbs and ripped before summer. Quit smoking is also on the list. I picked up one of
those vapor cigarettes, and they work well, so hopefully I can kick the habit by the middle of next year.
The end of this year has been rough with Baxter dying. But along with death, life blossoms. Mr. Waffles and Princess gave birth to 2 beautiful baby girls - Caspian (tortoise shelled) and Pringles (tabby).
Here's a video of them a few weeks old:
And here's a picture of each one:
Caspian. She's a silly one. Her favorite place to lay is between the back of the computer chair and my back, or tucked in a ball near my chest when laying down.
Pringles. She takes after her daddy - Mr. Waffles - and is very curious, and gets into a lot of trouble. Favorite place to sleep is my lap, or tucked in a ball with Caspian or
Scooter near (or on) me when laying down.
Pringles also acts a lot like Baxter. She'll come running when you call her name, will follow you around everywhere, and always seems to know when something is bothering you.
The last thing I'm going to share is the lyrics to the latest song I wrote for my screen play (music is written as well, just needs to be recorded), and the lyrics are:
I sat around and waited, as you walked away,
I never thought I'd see the day, when you'd become alive
Staring at the boxes packed, I couldn't help but cry,
All the grey that's left me with, these feelings deep inside
And through the haze that's my memory, I stained the life of me, I still believe
I can't say that I'm sorry but I know, that you'll love me anyway
And I feel so colorful, take by surprise,
Now that I am comfortable, I see it in your eyes,
Through the pain it all comes back,
I know that I'll be strong even when, you still say you love me anyway
Never will I ever, feel the same again,
Sad to say I saw the end, before it even began,
I held all these colors, then they went away,
And then you left I realized, you were never my friend
And all the money with your misery, couldn't push me through the rain
I won't forget all the memories but I, won't forgive all the pain you shared
And I feel so colorful, take by surprise,
Now that I am comfortable, I see it in your eyes,
Through the pain it all comes back,
I know that I'll be strong even when, you still say you love me anyway
If you read this on my Facebook, you'll notice some things have been changed, though nothing significant. I need to get over to CLoz's house and record this, though
I might be starting a new musical project with another singer/guitar player, so who knows. My old producer got a hold of me and asked me how I've been and whatnot, and he also
offered to record/distribute anything when I was ready to give things a shot again, though I'm still unsure about all of that.
I know it sounds like a great opportunity, but what most people don't realize is the amount of effort, stress, traveling, and strict schedules it is when dealing with music and touring. It's also
a high chance of failure, which is something I need to consider before I even think about throwing away everything I've worked hard for in the last 5 years. I think that's enough for tonight.
To all of my readers, have a Merry Christmas. I'll be back with more shit after the holidays :)
