Delusional

My little world has been thrown for a loop…I’ve never felt real, true, unconditional love for someone other than family or a friend until recently, and even though we’re not really seeing each other anymore, I’m still just completely in awe and overcome by the fact that a single person who I’ve known for less than a year has had such a HUGE, unthinkable impact on my life and my perspective on just about everything. It’s scary to admit, but since this experience, I honestly feel like I’m re-learning everything about myself that I thought was so concrete. As blessed as I feel to have–for the first time–fallen hopelessly in love, and as unimaginable/fulfilling/eye-opening as it has been, I am now left with feelings of a brand new kind of confusion, fear, numbness, and heart-break. I wouldn’t trade this experience or *him* for anything in the world, but this whole thing fucked up my head in such a way that I don’t think I will ever allow myself or even feel tempted to let someone so deeply into my heart again. Just the idea of that kind of love at this point freaks me out and sometimes literally makes me feel sick to my stomach. And something inside of me tells me I will ALWAYS have a deeper kind of love for him for so many different reasons, and I have yet to decide if this will be a blessing or a curse…

“Pieces”

Clouded by memories,
I breathe dead life
And choke on what was me.

Numb to my remnants,
The pieces fall
Distorting all I see.

Blinded by loss,
I whisper screams
They shatter in my soul.

Replaced by time,
The pattern skews
Derailing new and old.

Consumed with thought,
I reject acceptance
And deny the world I knew.

Unwritten by change,
And always reminded
Of the me I was with you.

-Melissa C. –copyright of delusionalmel.com

The title of this post is my next tattoo…It’s a lyric from a Slipknot song called “Snuff.” Beautiful song…anyway, I don’t have much to say right now…I’m going through a break-up of sorts, although I guess you can’t call it a break-up when it was never officially a relationship…just a change in the norm…a BIG change, so I’m a little down, but we both know it’s for the best, so I’m trying to focus on that. It’s just hard because it wasn’t one of those things where we fought all the time and hated each other; we love each other very much but want completely different things right now, so it’s really an impossible thing to get past…for both of us. It was heart-wrenching having to both make the decision and talk about it and everything; we were both really upset about it, but I have faith that things will work out the way they are supposed to, and who knows? Maybe our paths will cross again someday in a different way. We’ve decided, of course, that we will be friends, but just not be around each other too much right now, so as to be able to get over it and everything. I don’t know what the hardest part is…the feeling of losing someone I love deeply or the feeling of losing what has become my best friend. I mean, I guess I’m not really LOSING him altogether. He would still be there for me, no questions asked, if I needed ANYTHING….just right now, we need time and distance if either of us is going to be able to healthily move forward and get past this. So besides school and shit, that’s about all that really going on with me, and I feel like talking about it anymore is just beating a dead horse, so I don’t have any more energy to do so right now.

The only other thing bothering me at the moment is I keep getting this sleep paralysis/nightmare nonsense, and I am going to see a sleep specialist/neurologist next Wednesday, so wish me luck. If you don’t know anything about sleep paralysis, do a Google search…I’m too lazy to post up links, and I’m just flat out TIRED.

I added a few new poems to the Writing section, some of which are already on my Myspace. I think maybe one or two of them are being posted for the first time, so check it out if you feel like it. Hope you all are doing well. Peace.

There’s only a few, but there’s a new album in the Photo Gallery from New Year’s. Word.

Okay, no more I’m sorry’s for not posting. It should be clear at this point that that’s how I roll. Sooo, I’m finally on winter break from school, and it feels phenomenal. I think I ended up with an 2 A’s and 2 B’s…but then again, I haven’t officially received my grades yet, so we’ll see. But although I feel phenomenal at the moment, it hasn’t been that way really for the past month and a half or so…

Let’s see…my “special friend” *D* had to have hernia surgery in the middle of November, which I’m sure sucked really bad for him…and I would know because I took care of him for the initial, painful first week or two. During this time, I came down with a REALLY BAD ear infection. And I NEVER get sick, so it was brutal. I don’t think, before this, that I’ve gotten sick in about 2 or 3 years, so needless to say, I am a fucking BABY when I am sick, probably because I’m not used to it. Anyway, I went to the doc to get some antibiotics, and he gave me this shit called Avelox, which I’ve never taken before, and if I had read anything about it in advance, I would’ve never taken it at all. Sure, it got rid of the infection in about 5 days or so, but…well I’ll get back to the medicine in a minute. So, after the pain from the infection was gone, I still had a massive amount of fluid in my ear…and this was about a month after I had first gone to the doc, so I went back to see what the hell was going on. He did a hearing test (which showed that my hearing was absolute shit in the affected ear because of the fluid), and then he told me to use nasal steroids (Nasacort) for a couple of weeks to try to clear out some of the fluid, and if that didn’t do the trick, to come back and they would pierce a small hole in my eardrum to drain it out…which sounded like so much painless fun, not to mention that it could cause permanent damage in some cases. So, I did the Nasacort for a couple of weeks, which seemed to help clear the majority of it, but in the meantime, I was mentally and physically feeling AWFUL and WEIRD. So after I thought that the fluid was probably gone, I started focusing on the other shit feelings I was having (dizziness, nausea, loss of appetite, weight loss, etc.). Aside from all of those symptoms, I was an emotional wreck. I didn’t know if it was because of the fact that I had, in the midst of the sickness, had a break-up-like experience (which is a complicated situation) or if I was literally having a nervous breakdown. I just felt cold, detached, somewhat anxious, irritable, and kind of angry…ALL the time. It was just one of those times when you kind of feel like you’re losing yourself, and you’re never coming back. So the general practitioner sat and listened to my symptoms for about an hour and ordered bloodwork, which, if normal, would be followed by a CT scan of my head. The bloodwork came back normal, and the next day the radiology clinic called and told me the doctor had ordered an MRI of my brain and my inner auditory canal (IAC). Freaked me out because the lady told me that the suspected diagnosis was an acoustic neuroma, which is basically (in most cases), a benign brain tumor directly behind the inner ear canal, and if present, could have caused all of the symptoms I was describing. Let me just say that having an MRI of the brain was WEIRD and somewhat uncomfortable…and then they had to inject that contrast shit or whatever…blah, just a strange little experience. So anyway, they called the next day, and THANK GOD, the results were normal, which is GREAT. The only thing the doc noticed was that there was still some fluid left in my ear, which would explain the dizziness easily, and as far as the rest of my symptoms, he was pretty sure it was from the FUCKING AVELOX I had taken. And after reading up on this medication, which is part of a family of drugs called “Quinolones,” I was kind of pissed off that the doctor told me to take it. Not only is it only supposed to be used after another antibiotic has failed to treat an infection, it can also cause the symptoms I was having for a short OR extended period of time. On top of that, it is not to be prescribed to people who have tendinitus, which I have in both Achilles tendons AND both IT bands (from ballet) because this medicine has been proven to make ANY person suseptible to tendon rupture, especially people who have previous history of tendinitus. Luckily that didn’t happen to me, but who knows? If I had felt well enough to dance during the last month of class, which I didn’t, something really shitty could’ve happened. So, summing up, the cause of all of this SHIT was the leftover fluid in my ear, the STUPID fucking medicine, and what I’m pretty sure was a decent amount of anxiety over the whole thing. Needless to say, I’m very happy it wasn’t anything too serious, but it also didn’t take away the month and half that I felt like a stranger in my own body and mind.

Now that most of this has passed, I’m starting to feel more like myself and have even found myself waking up in a good mood for the past week or so, minus having to go Christmas shopping. I felt so negative for so long that I made a promise to myself to force the positive, even if I have to grit my teeth in the process. In general, I’m just not a negative person, so this has been extremely hard on me, especially during the holidays, which has already proven time and time again, to be a stressful, sometimes depressing part of the year for me (and most people, I think). BUT, I’m focusing on my brother coming in town tomorrow, which is AWESOME, and I’m looking forward to Christmas coming and going…mostly going. Then New Year’s will come, and untrue as it may be, I will at least FEEL like I’m somewhat starting over. This year has honestly been so crazy and has gone by so fast that thinking about it can spin my head in circles. But after all of it, the one thing that really stands out is that I met an AMAZING guy, who I never quite had a “relationship” with, but who has become a very dear friend to me and has made the latter half of the year completely worthwhile in so many ways. So I feel very grateful to have met someone that had/has such a positive impact on my little life. And I guess, other than the previously explained shit, that’s all that’s been going on with me in the past couple of months.

Just a little side note, I was reading about the most BRILLIANT law that was passed in a Michigan city recently, which bans being annoying in public. People can be fined just for being an annoying piece of shit. Hahahahaha…fucking BRILLIANT. Look that shit up; I don’t feel like finding a link and putting it up (yes, I’m THAT lazy).

So I will leave you with a Merry Christmas/Happy Hanukka and Happy New Year and will hope that everyone is safe, healthy, and happy during this crazy, sometimes stressful part of the year. God (or whatever you believe in) bless you all.

So, I haven’t posted in AGES. I’ve been really busy with school and everything. It always kicks my ass, although it’s been a great deal easier this semester for some reason. Probably because I’m taking a few intro-level courses that I was supposed to take my first year and never did. So they’re not as hard as most of the other classes I’ve taken. I’m hoping to transfer to either U.T. or Texas State next semester. I need to exit the world of community college. I’m pretty nervous about being at a big school again, though. You walk into a class, and there’s like 250 kids in there, and the teacher couldn’t give a good goddamn about your progress in the course. Sucks, but that’s life, I guess.

I had a great summer. Met some REALLY cool people and just chilled. Plus, I got to see Dawny-Poo in July, which is awesome. She’s supposed to be coming out here again for Thanksgiving, so we’ll see if that goes down the way it’s supposed to. But yeah, summer ruled, and then it was back to reality and nonsense, but I’m still doing great, and I’m very happy with everything in my life right now and lucky to have such wonderful people in it…one of which is kind of a weird situation, but that’s a whole different story…but nothing bad, of course.

I got a new tattoo! I’ll post a picture of it soon, but if you’re a friend on myspace, you can always go check it out there. There’s a link to my myspace in my “Contact” section. It’s on my little ribs, and it says, “I am you and what I see is me.” It’s a line from the Pink Floyd “Echoes” song, which is probably one of my top 3 favorite songs by them. It’s just such a BEAUTIFUL lyric. I love it; it looks great.

Edit: Here’s a picture of it:

I’ve been doing some hardcore ballet. I decided to take 2 classes this semester, so every Monday and Wednesday, I’m dancing for 2 1/2 hours. And then I usually do a class at home on Friday and/or Saturday. My legs are taking a beating, and now that it’s getting cold, I can feel every little ache and pain from old injuries, but it’s so much fun that it’s worth it. Plus, they don’t hurt as bad as they could, so I’m grateful for that. I just ice down my knees after I dance and take a pain pill here and there if I absolutely need to, and I’m good to go.

I’m skipping Philosophy class today because I’m lazy. I really shouldn’t, but I know we’re not doing anything important today, so fuck it. Sometimes I just don’t have the motivation to drive all the way downtown to sit in a classroom for a measly hour and 15 minutes, just to turn back around and come home for an hour and drive all the way back down there for ballet. So much time and gas…Although gas prices are FINALLY getting better…I filled up my tank yesterday for only $28.00. That is a fucking miracle.

In September, I went to the Austin City Limits festival, which is basically like the Voodoo Fest of Austin…it was SO BADASS. I got to see Manu Chao (which is an awesome little Brazilian-type band)…they fucking ROCK. My buddy, Daniel introduced me to their music beforehand, so it was really cool to be able to see them. I also got to see Beck (word) and the fucking FOO FIGHTERS! The Foo Fighters killed it, and it was really the main band I was excited to see, so it was a really cool experience. Good company, good music…good times.

I decided not to go to Voodoo Fest this year in New Orleans. It’ll be the first year I’ve missed in I don’t know how long, but the headliners weren’t impressive enough to get a plane ticket, fly out there, and live with a hangover for 3 days. The headliners this year were NIN, Stone Temple Pilots, and R.E.M., all of whom are badass, but not THAT badass. They don’t hold a candle to last year’s headliners (Rage Against the Machine, Smashing Pumpkins, and Wilco). So I think I made a good decision.

Halloween is this weekend! I LOVE Halloween! I have no fucking clue what I’m doing yet, but I’m dressing up as Catwoman. I’ve been buying pieces of this costume since July, so I’m stoked about it…even though it’ll probably take me 20 minutes to actually put the costume on. It’s so much latex and vinyl…shit is hard to put on. Haha. But I haven’t decided if it’s worth it to go downtown and deal with the Bourbon Street-like crowd or if I should just go somewhere more chill. I guess I still have to find out what my friends are doing…whatever they’re doing is probably what I’m doing, so we’ll see. But definitely expect LOTS of pictures.

That’s about all that’s going on with me. Besides school, all I really do is eat pizza and watch movies, so there’s not a whole lot to talk about. I never go out anymore, but I feel much better not going out all the time. Plus, it makes it all the more fun when I do, so I can live with that. You all enjoy your Halloween, and I’ll post again whenever I get around to it. Peace.

Okay, so I went on a little 2-3 post streak and resorted back to my old ways. Fuck it…I don’t have the motivation to post here even when I have absolutely NOTHING to do. I don’t know why, but I’m here now, so here it is.

I just started school this past Monday…I’m taking Ballet I, Ballet II, Philosophy, Statistics for Behavioral Sciences, Spanish II, and Arts Appreciation. So yeah, doesn’t look like I’ll have much time to be posting in between all of that nonsense. But we’ll see. I’m excited about the semester…I pretty much like all of my classes besides statistics, so I’m confident thus far.

Jesus, I’m such a mess. I’ve been having this ongoing boredom issue, but even when I have the option to do something, I don’t want to do it. Doesn’t make sense, and it’s fucking AGGRAVATING. I think it’s because I was out of school and not doing shit for so long because it’s starting to feel a LITTLE better now…but not so much. I went out with some work buddies last night, but I went home early because I just wasn’t feeling it. I haven’t felt like going out drinking in FOREVER. One of my friends is having his birthday party tonight, and even though I know I should show up, I don’t know if I will. I just don’t feel like it really. Plus I’ve been going to bed pretty early these days (11-ish), and I get tired the second I go somewhere. Grrr…WTF is wrong with me?

I’ve been seeing a lot of movies lately…You have to go see “Pineapple Express” and “Tropic Thunder.” They were both fucking hilarious. Unless you’ve seen “Tropic Thunder,” the title of my post will mean nothing to you.

I’m thinking I might go lay out at my parents’ pool while there’s still a little sunlight left, and that’s going to make this post a lot shorter than it was going to be anyway…The idea was mainly just an intrusive thought, but now I really want to go…Hmm…I’m going, peace out.

EDIT: My tattoo is finally finished!

So I’m feeling MUCH better now…I can’t even believe I’m posting on this site more than once a month right now, but I’ve just been in a such a great mood that I feel I should spread the happiness. Haha. That was gay. But really, I feel great. One post ago, not so much, but things have taken a turn for the better, and I couldn’t be more ecstatic about it.

I went and saw “The Dark Knight” yesterday, which was fucking BADASS. You should DEFINITELY, without question, go to see it. Heath Ledger’s performance was fucking incredible.

What else? There’s seriously not much going on to post about. I’ve been doing my little ballet thing, which unfortunately, ends on Friday. Lame. But there’s a chick in my class that is doing a choreography piece, and she asked me to be in it, so I’m flattered and excited about that. We start rehearsal this Saturday, I believe. I think the actual performance is sometime in late August. Other than that, I’ve been DREADING even thinking about school starting again. Mainly because I have to take this psychology statistics course. I have no choice…Blah, so shitty. But knowing that I’ll be able to transfer back to a university after this semester is giving me some motivation to get in there and knock it out. I’ve done an amazing job bringing my GPA back up after only 3 semesters, so I feel a little more confident than I did previously.

Oh yeah! I got a new tattoo! It’s on my back between my shoulder blades, and it’s the new Pink Floyd Dark Side of the Moon logo from the Roger Waters tour. I’ll upload a picture of it when I can get someone to take one of it. There pretty much no way I can do it myself. Well, maybe I can with my webcam… Whatever, I’ll get a picture of it up sometime in the near future. It’s effing sweet!

EDIT:

Also, I’ve had SO much inspiration to write lately. I’ve written SO much shit that I don’t know what to do with it. I had started writing this book when I was about 16, and after awhile, I just hit a wall, put it down, and didn’t fuck with it for a long time. But I’ve been toying around with it a bit lately (after much encouragement from *someone*), and I’m happy to say that I’ve written an entirely new chapter, which makes it 6 chapters long now, and I think only a few more to go. We’ll see where I end up with it. Hopefully I’ll decide to finish it. It’s crazy to read it and watch the changes in my attitude and everything since I was 16 and picked up the pen. Good shit.

But that’s about all that’s going on. I hope everyone is having an awesome summer like I am, and I’ll post again sometime soon. I’ll be going to Seattle on the 31st, so probably not until after that. Whatever, there’s only about 2 people that regularly visit this site anyway, so thanks to whoever the fuck reads this nonsense. Peace.

Edit: There are about 45 new pictures in the Summer ‘08 album.

The accumulation of any emotion can be overwhelming, especially when it involves someone else, but when is the right time to stand, and when is the right time to turn around and run? To look into someone’s eyes and see one thing, one feeling, and then to hear something you didn’t see in those eyes is heart wrenching. How do we ever know how to feel? And if we do, how do we know the right way to handle it? Or do we ever? What if we’re doing something we think is right but then it turns out to be dead wrong? I wonder how we’d ever know. To take a chance would be to stand or place someone in the line of fire, but without these chances, we are not human. But with these chances, our hearts are left open to hurt, betrayal, and fear. All of which are seemingly right reasons to run. But are these not things we would experience no matter where or how far we run? So many questions and never a clear answer. To watch someone close to you do something you know is so wrong is utter torture, but to not be able to change it is sheer helplessness. How do you tell someone they’re making an awful mistake, and more importantly, how do you make them realize it? I mean REALLY realize it. You can’t. We all hold such an illusion of control over our feelings, but when those feelings are questioned, we really know nothing, and we have no control. But, God, we are so willing and able to pretend that we’ve got it all together. And in that moment, we become so content in that fantasy that we really know nothing at all, and we realize we couldn’t be farther from having it all together. Control is obselete, non-existent, but still we cannot let it go. It may be easy to do things for the purpose of not hurting another, but sometimes that only hurts worse, and it all comes back to that look in their eyes. How much can we actually see? How could we ever know what is best for someone else, no matter how much we may know them or ourselves? That is something we can only guess and may just be the one thing we have the least control over. To be hurt by someone who has the most selfless intentions in their eyes hurts worse than being hurt by someone whose eyes hold only hate and coldness. I guess some things really are too good to be true, and those are the things that are the hardest to rid your thoughts of. Those are the things that truly, deeply hurt the heart the most.

(There are about 35 new pictures in the photo gallery in the Summer ‘08 album…..)

Jesus Christ, I’m hungover. Like one of those shitty hangovers that you feel before you even passed out the night before, and then you can’t sleep for shit and end up getting up 5 hours after laying down because your headache is so massive that there’s just no use trying anymore. Yeah, one of those. That’s what I get to suffer through today. And the shitty thing about hangovers is that there’s no one to blame but your own stupid self. That makes it even more annoying to me.

So, there’s a bunch of craziness going on as usual. Adam, the guy I was dating at one point, is pissed off because I put up pictures with a guy on my myspace. What the fuck is the deal with fucking Myspace anyway? It’s like stalker heaven for even the most normal of people, it appears. So anyway, and I’m not trying to be mean, but that’s MY fucking business, right? I mean, sure, I agree to let anyone see my page that I added as a friend, but when I’m not even dating someone anymore, do they reserve the right to get pissed off at me for posting some pictures? And not only get angry at the pictures, but then move on to bashing my best friend and the guy in the pictures, both of whom he hasn’t the slightest clue about on a personal level. People are so quick to judge. It’s so frustrating that the world is like that. But I guess that’s an entire Mel-ish rant that I’ll save for another day.

Moving on…DAWN IS IN TOWN! YAY! She’s been here since Saturday and will be here until the 16th, which will be the day after my 25th birthday. Crazy that I’ve had a blog up since I was 19, minus about a year when I didn’t post and took my site down. That will be almost 6 years of this shit. Amazing. Even so, there’s still tons of people that I still talk to that I knew from way back when I started that first website. Like Andy, Stu, of course Nicole, and even this cool mofo named Rafael still comes back this way sometimes. Jesus…I know I’m not old, but thinking back to that time makes me feel really fucking old. Haha…So ANYWAY, back to what the fuck I was originally saying, I’m so excited that Dawn got to come in town for my birthday. Only bad thing is I know I’m going to have plenty more of these hangovers before she’s gone, but she’s worth it, and we don’t get to spend this much time together EVER, so I’ll let it slide. Plus, I’m sure there will be a shitload more pictures up by the time she leaves, so that’s badass as well. Does it sound right to say “badass as well,” or should it be “badass, too”? Eh, who cares…Sometimes shit just sounds weird…like everything I say. Haha…What the fuck am I even talking about?

Let me try to regain a little focus here…But no, fuck you…It’s my website, and if I want to be random and stupid, then that’s what’s going to happen. But in all seriousness, I’ve been so happy lately. Like waking up everyday feeling like I have something to look forward to, even when I don’t. Just a constant at-ease feeling. It’s fucking wonderful. There are some reasons for this, but we’ll discuss them at a later time when I can see what’s happening with all of it. But just know that, damnit, I feel great, and that’s the most amazing feeling…surreal and unexplainable. I’ve just been trying to do shit a little differently. You know, instead of thinking THEN feeling, I’ve been feeling THEN thinking (hopefully not too much). But again, it’s no use in saying all of this when nobody has any idea what the fuck I’m even talking about, so I’ll save it for another day. I’m just going to live right now and not let anything get in the way of it.

Anyway, that’s about all that’s going on here. I may not post for awhile, but know that I will still be posting pictures while Dawn is here, and I’ll definitely be putting up pictures from my birthday after that comes and goes. I’ll make edits to this post when I upload these said photos, so check back if you give a shit. Good talking as always. Peace.

I guess I visit my Myspace more than my website, so this is my once a month visit. Or 3 month visit, or however the fuck long it’s been. I’m finally finished with school and happy to say that I’m taking the summer off. It was extremely stressful towards the end, and I don’t think I’m one of those people that can take 15 hours a semester. Two of the 5 classes were 4-credit courses, so that’s a lot more work than a 3-credit course. Either way, I’m just happy it’s over. Goodbye burden.

So even though I took the semester off from educational classes, I’ve decided that I’ll be doing ballet 3 days a week anyway, just to keep myself from melting into my couch. I’m really enjoying dancing again, and had forgotten how relaxing and fun it is. So I think I’ll continue to do it, since it’s a great way to stay active during school, and it keeps me from getting stir crazy everyday.

On a badass note, I got to go to the most AWESOME and UNBELIEVABLE concert EVER. My Dad and I went to see Roger Waters in Houston on May 28th. I think it was May 28th? Whatever. We went, and it was the coolest experience of my life. I’ve grown up listening to Pink Floyd. In fact, I remember my Dad watching “The Wall” movie with me when I was about 7, so needless to say, it’s stuck with me over the years, and I’ve always complained about the fact that they were no longer together, and I would never get to see them in concert. It chapped my ass even more that my Dad’s first concert EVER was Pink Floyd at Madison Square Garden. So anyway, I’m digging through Ticketmaster trying to find tickets for “Phantom of the Opera,” (don’t hate), and on the front page were concert dates for the Roger Waters tour. I was like “Fuck Yeah!” So I tell my Dad, and of course he doesn’t say no, so we payed a pretty penny for some really good seats, got piss drunk, and sung the entire show. Unreal. He sounds no different than he did on any Pink Floyd album, and he played for a good 2 1/2 hours. Not only was it the most awesome experience to see him in concert, but to see it with my Dad was more than cool and definitely unforgettable. I will scan the program sometime and put it up here or on my Myspace.

Moving on, for quite some time now, Dawn and I have been trying to figure out what happened to one of our old friends who we usually keep in touch with from time to time. We noticed she hadn’t logged into Myspace since September, which is really strange for her, and nobody has heard anything about what’s going on with her. So–and I don’t know why I didn’t think of this before–I googled her name, and come to find out, she was arrested in September in some huge drug ring conspiracy, and she pled guilty to possession of cocaine with intent to distribute about 3 kilograms of that shit. Fucking wild. The worst part (well, not the worst part, but whatever) is that she and her friends were going to fly to Houston and drive the shit back to New Orleans, while only getting payed $1,000 to do it…And I don’t mean $1,000 each…The two of them were going to split the money. What the fuck? If I were to do something that stupid, thoughtless, and risky, I sure as hell wouldn’t do it for 500 bucks. So, she hasn’t been sentenced yet, but I’m guessing she’ll be doing some serious time. What a shame. She was really a nice girl…Stupid, but nice.

What else? Let me go ahead and throw in a shameless plug. Check out my friends’ band on Myspace. They’re called Bionic Gorilla Project, and they rock! Haha.

Uno mas…If you’re at all interested in neuroscience and/or brain phenomena, or even if you’re not, you should definitely check out this book that I just read. It’s called “Phantoms in the Brain.” It is seriously one of the best books I’ve ever read, and it’s insanely intriguing. Here’s a link to a website that gives a summary and also some quotes from the book: http://www.nobeliefs.com/Ramachandran.htm.

Blah blah blah…I guess there’s not shit going on besides that. Right now, I’m pretty much just looking forward to flying up to Seattle sometime this summer to see my big bro, Dawn will be visiting a couple of times, I will hopefully fly out to New Orleans at some point, and me and my parents (possibly my brother, too) are going to a Dave Matthews concert in August. I’m pretty much all set for the summer, so we’ll see how it plays out. You guys take care, and I have no idea when I’ll post again, so I won’t waste your time with any promises (like anyone cares). Peace.