Addiction

I'm smart and eccintric. I spent most of my life very aware that I was keeping myself on a path that feuled my Introversion and depression. When I found drugs and alcohol I found the keys to the inner kingdome. It took a few years to realize that I had been tricked by the greatest illusion I would ever see. All I want now is to get my feet under me and get on with my life. Find some cool girl, decent job, not drink. I've never even had anything close to that. I always had huge expectations and even bigger resentments.

I really like anything that makes me laugh, I prank people all the time. The other day I got online to start up one of my naive friends cell phones. He was pretty lost and frustrated. He didn't evn know how to turn the phone on or off, so I texted him a fake message from the FCC telling him he was reported in violation of FCC code 122ass and his account has been deleated. He was seriosly hiding in a back room wondering what to do, I laughed my head off. I felt bad though. I also like to read books, play guitar, airbrush, tattoo, surf the net. I like to help people, not usually in the advice or emotional support kind of way but I get a feeling of worth and peace by helping people move or drawing things for people.

I really hate the economy right now. I hate feeling lied to by the media. I hate all the bad news and doom and gloom in the paper everyday. I dont like it when people try to focus attention on themselves by being negative or sad all the time. When people with real problems can laugh at it or try to help someone else because they know it helps themselves, thats what life is about.

Dark new day, Pantera, CKY,

John grisham, Dean Koonts. HP Lovecraft, Hemmingway.

Vanilla sky, Memento, The Cell, Bringing out the dead.

Painting stuff. Paint bikes, tattoo people, paint on computer. paint on things I shouldnt if I can get away with it. Eat junkfood, ride bike, plot how to take over world.