Midnight Ramblings
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So, yeah, it's 1:35am and I can't sleep yet. I worked a 14 hour day and am drinking more than I probably should and I can't sleep. So what gives? For as much as I have had I should be at least drunk, but instead I'm mildly buzzed, like as in one drink buzzed. As I walk around my home, I feel at peace for the first time since I don't know when. My entire condo is totally under construction. Construction all day and all night for me. I go from one job sight that's slowly progressing to sleeping at one that is at almost a complete stand still. But, yet, somehow I am content now knowing it's going to be done soon. I've been saying that for some time, but now I'm so sick of it that I'm making it first priority, even over social life, even though I don't have much of one. Well, yeah, I've been drinking so, of course, we'll see how I feel tomorrow and the next day, but I think the wave has come in and I'm going to take it to shore. Just felt like sharing...

Fuck the World
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Sure, with a title like that you must know this lad has a wee bit of angst in his little heart. I look around the world and see people dying everywhere. Greed has sucked up so many souls on so many levels that one can barely fathom the evil that has prevailed. Why can't people just play nice? I wish there were a power that would wipe out entire Governments in a blink of an eye that refused to lay down thier arms. Fighting to defend one's self is one thing, but fighting for "ideals" for "religious beliefs" to "defend our way of life" is just a load of crap. You listen to the People of the world, not thier governments, and you realize we are all alike. We all want the same basic things and have very similar basic core values, yet we allow our Governments to stand in the way of our unity and in the way of our greatest resource- eachother. Some days I'm so sickened by this I can barely stand to keep breathing.
On a lighter note:
I went to a "show" with a Myspace friend the other day and took this picture of this gentleman who was enjoying the rather loud rock show. I think this is quite possibly the coolest cat in Chicago. Tonda, thanks for pointing him out and making me go and take his picture.
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