Category: rambling

Sometimes I feel like not even I have any sort of understanding of myself. Given that, I can only imagine the level of understanding people who don’t have the luxury of sharing my thoughts have of me. Here is something that has always given me trouble, as well as currently leaves me totally jaded. I… Continue reading Part 4 of ? – or why I’m an arrogant self-loathing prick of a gentleman

Ok, I’ve wanted to do this one for a while now, but other things got in the way. Throw in having to move all of our web stuff over to a new host and playing in MySQL for a couple hours and by the time I am able to actually get to something, it has… Continue reading On Depression

You are going to have to excuse a few paragraphs that will likely come off as narcissistic– I don’t care for it either, but I need the context before I really get into my thoughts. —- self-indulgent context starts here —- I feel like I’ve developed some sort of conversational problem, or a misalignment of… Continue reading Talking too much about talking to myself.

Answer the call, answer the call, answer the call. I am answering. I feel very dulled. I think this is the most concerning development I’ve undergone in my life; or perhaps I mean disconcerting more than concerning. I’ve had this idea of myself for years of being sharper than a tack; sharper than the word… Continue reading Part 3 of ?

I am kind of scared of myself, lately. Maybe I am really just fearful for myself. It isn’t the typical sense of fear, though. More of a suspense. That suspense of not really knowing what the person is going to do next. The thing about suspense, is there doesn’t have to be any real sign… Continue reading Part 2 of ?

There’s something about this time of year, something about going outside at night and just standing out there in the cold and dark, as the wind sneaks around the trees as if its playing a game of hide and seek with the night. Sometimes I’ll look up and notice how much clearer the sky looks,… Continue reading Part 1 of ?

The sun’s down again. It usually is. That’s when you choose to live. Sometimes, and by that, I mean all of the time, you live by thinking. Your mind lives vicariously through your body.  The problem is that nobody else sees it. You’re alone tonight,.. thinking about how cool you are. Your coolness quotient is… Continue reading I got bored..