God, I hate this weather. It's too warm to enjoy. I hate taking a 4 minute walk and feeling like I was standing on the sun. I'd prefer that it rained all summer to this stupid weather. I like the sunshine as much as anybody else, but I don't like the heat to be so overbearing that I can't even play frisbee with my loser friends. If the whole summer is going to be this way, then I can't wait until fall. Mother fucking heat wave and shit.

Goddamn shit. Well, go Sabres, they're fucking blowing my mind right now. I saw (e:jenks) at spot w/ (e:decoyisryan) the other night and that was cool, but she was on the run, so she couldn't sit around and chitter chatter with ol' pitter patter. So there's that.

I'm so fucking hot right now :( . Speaking of being hot, I think that I"m at least a 7, but this girl at work said I was a 4, so I called her a cunt and threw a bologna sandwich in her face. What do you think? Tell ME!

O man, so things are different. It feels like another chapter of my life has ended and a new one's starting. I think the last time I felt that way was when I started the fall semester after a long and wonderful summer. The summer was so lazy and I just spent so much time playing frisbee and hanging out with my friends and it was great. At the end of it I saw my friends less and started school, started training for a race, quit my job, and probably a few other things I can't think of at this moment. So during what I'll call chapter 2, I started off painting an awful lot, decided to start a band with my friends, got a girlfriend, had a friend move away, withdrew from the semester got a new job, did some acting and probably a few MORE things I can't remember. Now this chapter is starting and it starts with even more changes. Different season, no girlfriend, the band is coming together really well, losing touch with all sorts of other friends, working ANOTHER new job, not painting at all, and probably a lot of stuff I'm too close to seeing to actually notice is changing too. So what am I going on about all this for? Well, It just feels like change comes all at once or maybe to me it seems more stratified to me and that's how I gauge it all. And that's what I've been thinking about.

All we are is distraction.