there's already enough to go around.

these moments of my life I totally live for. rehashing moments of my life with others only to return home for introspection. I keep these artifacts around for precisely these reasons. my books, cds, photos, clothes, whatever. fun old memories. I'm going crazy with the bitTorrent downloading albums of people I hadn't thought of since such and such era of my life.

My buddy Austin wanted me to give a testimonial of my life, and I'm having trouble. In particular the parts where the world came to intervene on my behalf. So much of the care and concern I feel for the défavorisés du monde stems from those days. Perhaps a little of the apathy as well

I had a wonderful night. a near perfect meld of old friends with new blood. Sarah Bard's band, Manhatta's last show. It was honestly pretty sad to see it all happening in front of me, knowing good and well that it wasn't happening again the same way. They trained, practiced all for the moment we all shared. Now we've only got memories to look forward to.

I trained a guy in the taxi today. Pretty fucking cool. I'm a big fan of keeping people I know in jobs. In this kill or be killed world, I want to make sure that you're able to bottomfeed at your own leisure.

You'll never meet your belle at the bar. mine's underage.

Shaun Cobble is probably one of the people I've known the longest in this town. I think he got it tonight. I'm here for the long haul, and I'm making something of myself. we laughed about this time 12 years ago, when I was 13 and I maced a kid for attacking me. His dad came in and yelled at me like he was going to sue. didn't happen, we knew the dude was a douche and after everything, we laugh about it now, nearly half my life later.

This town never killed me like I thought it would. in fact it's done all it could to embrace me. I can't believe how much it really does strengthen me ten thousand times over.