Stability, Security, Will

What up everybody? What a nice chill Saturday evening to myself. I won't be alone for long however, as Doug is on his way with my favorite product of black and mild for us to enjoy before his 6am flight.

I may abruptly leave to go answer the door, so if I do, understand it's not out of rudeness.

A lot has changed since my last post. Unlike the school year, I simply do not have enough time to post every single day, and if I did I would not have enough nonsense to post about. I apologize. Anyway in a short two weeks I will be going off to the land of Los Angeles AGAIN! Yes, that damn city sucked me in for a second visit. There was actually a post pretty far back, like February or something, in which I actually predict that the Universe will not let me have a shitty summer, thus it has directed me towards Southern California. So I'll be headed up there for a week. I'm actually less stoked than I thought I'd be, I don't think it's really set in yet. Once the fact that I'm going BACK to LAX hits me, I'll be stoked as a motherfucker.

I think Los Angeles is more of a disease than a city. It infects you. It pulls you back for more. You may not like it, but you wanna be there. I can't imagine growing up there. Listen to song "Los Angeles" by Sugarcult. It pretty much sums up Los Angeles. Even though it's not my favorite city, I could easily see myself visiting Los Angeles like once a year for the rest of my life. Either way, I'm going so I shouldn't lose sleep over it.

I'm actually quite glad that Doug is on his way over for some brotime. I could use it. I'm in a major drought. Of people. All the people I care about dearly are somewhere else. Karen, Doug, Alex. Of course now Doug is gonna visit for a short while before leaving again, and then Alex will be here the day after tomorrow... but Karen isn't even close. Bummer.

Shit I really gotta move my car. It's just sitting in the middle of the driveway with the windows down. I was expecting to take it back out but I never did. Oh well it's not your burden.

So in Karen's yearbook I signed that on February 9th, 2018 I have something very important to tell her. Considering she'll read this eventually..

shit brb dougs here.

And I'm back. Anyway considering she'll read this eventually I probably shouldn't disclose any information pertaining to 2-9-18 right now. Sorry for all you loyal readers left in suspense.

So I'm addicted to Wormhole Wednesdays on the Science Channel, where they spend a few hours once a week to disprove everything we believe to be true such as time. Yeah time doesn't exist. Which is quite interesting once you understand it.

Doug and I had a grand time smoking some blacks on my back porch tonight. We discussed deep issues and taught eachother how to be awesome(r). Doug and I have a lot in common. We both tend to think we're invincible. Mentally of course. Invincible in the fact that very few things or people have the ability to offend us, insult us, or bring us down. He and I are very stable, secure, and willed people. We laugh at people who lack those traits we possess and cherish. We also like to talk with black dialects...nigga.

Doug and I are about to write a short story. One that makes you think, I like shit that makes you think. The story is of four people faced with the decision of immortality, seeing into all of the future, or changing an aspect of your past. Or they could walk away and reject the offer. Long story short 3 friends choose 3 different "perks" and the last friend walks away. Everyone fucks up they're life except the 4th friend. I really fucking wanna write that shit up. Copyright that shit.

I can't think of shit to write about. I had a bunch of topics that just kinda slipped from my mind. Damn... Oh well I'll think of more fun shit to blog about later. Until then....