October 8th, 2005
big deal, it's my birthday, only problem is, is that i can give two shits that it is, i know i've been using my blog to vent a bit, but so, no one calls me, i need an outlet you know, i've had shitty birthdays since i was 20, that year i went to puerto rico by myself, every birthday after that has been shit, cause i can care less about telling people, when my birthday is, everyone knows i'm a libra but i dont give two shits, but if you want to give me a present, go ahead i enjoy presents and i am very aware of when your birthday is, reciprocation is a beautiful not when it's forced but when it's thoughtful. i think i have to work on my birthday, which is always a beautiful thing, dealing with asshole customers when you should be home, eating cake or having sex, doing something prodcutive, not worrying about how much gross profit you've made a store that will jerk you in the end cause your not the salemen they want you to be. i'm still a musician/poet first, when i suck at both then i'll be a salesmen, death to it all.
talk to anyone soon
October 9th, 2005
my god i dont think i had a worse birthday, seriously, the rain fucked everything up, i got a few phone calls, went to lunch with B, but at the end of the night, my ass is home playing guitar and passing out on the couch at 2 am, woke up and realized, "yeah bitch that was your birthday"
blowing candles out (that aren't really there)
October 10th, 2005
and now the YANKEES lost, what the fuck is going on with the world, can i not have something to hold on to, like baseball. SHIT FUCK DAMN, now i have to watch a yankees-boston less ALCS, who gives a shit, let's go Cardnials, let's go Astros, fuck the AL, next year Yankee Fans, next year, (i hate that term)
man listen this past week has been so fucking depressing on me, that i dont know what to do, i dont know why im posting this, i know i sound like a little bitch, but i really don't know what to do with myself. 3 days in a row i've had friends stand me up, 3 days i've been home doing exactly the same thing, go home, cook, eat, play guitar, pass out, or in bed by 12:30 (!!!), i need new friends, who wants to be my new friends, at least my son is healthy, and please no one post that since he's healthy that's all that matters, im not stupid!!!, i know this already, but i am in need of some help TOO you KNOW!!.
depressed yankee fan