yeah, so i pulled out my commodore vic 20 today and i solved one of the mystery games i have. that's how boring it is to be in recovery. i'm in the mood to get pissed (drunk for you non-irish/scottish folk). i'm thinking it might be fun to get a couple of pitchers of the old blue and wash it down with a couple shots of irish whiskey. stumble all the way home. wake up tomorrow trying to figure out what the hell was i thinking.

i gots to get this computer fixed right. it flies like the wind, but alas, i have no sound. i want to burn a couple of cd's too. i have to reboot the hard drive and figure out what to do with this windows xp. pooh on windows xp. i don't care for it much.

"circumstance run my life with no release at all. they give me no solutions.......i just want to seperate before i fall to fast. heads are falling down again an i deserve to understand just what you've given. you said to put of your hope because it takes time. so i won't hurt no more. but the hard part is letting go."

"the hard part is letting go" -joshua-