Friday, December 30, 2005

Secrets

I was talking to someone last night who was sweatin over the feeling of having secrets from someone.

I told her that everyone has secrets... I have four that have never been spoken out loud...
she thought about it a moment and realized that she had one or two of her own.

How many secrets like that do you have?

We all have secrets... good ones... bad ones... it doesn't matter, the trick is not to let it wrap you all up inside... it all goes to makin us who we are.

Thursday, December 29, 2005

To Blog or Not to Blog...

A friend of mine is a hardcore blogger...
I mean HARDCORE... He has several sites, keeps them full of interesting and sometimes thought provoking “stuff”

I thought what the hell I’ll give this bloggin shit a try…

I mean… I consider myself somewhat interesting… Hell, I’ve been arrested in seven countries (never convicted)…

AND somewhat intellectual… Not intellectual in the “I know the square root of everything” kind of way, and hell not intellectual in the “I’m smart enough NOT to get arrested in seven countries” kind of way either… BUT intellectual none-the-less

So here I am… I start this little site… I spew forth a few little thoughts but then my adult attention deficit disorder kicks into full throttle. I got kinda bored…

What kind of reflection is it when your bored with a site seemingly of your own design?

The hard part to me is that I really want to just put my “real” thoughts and shit down…
Be honest with myself and all… BUT somehow in the back of my mind I’m thinking “Does this shit make me sound like some kinda fu*kin freak.

Friday, December 02, 2005

Angry Smokers

I visited this blog belonging to a friend of mine... he posted some rant about not being allowed to smoke in restaurants.

Smokers are an angry bunch man.

Try and tell them the obvious and they get all patriotic... free country, constitution, americans dying for our freedom to SMOKE in public places!!!! What a load of shit

Thursday, December 01, 2005

Damage is Done

I ran into someone I wronged many years ago... mind you I didn't "wrong" this person on purpose, but never the less the damage is done. It occured to me that maybe we will never know how our actions affect others, and for how long. This person held on to this for about 16 years... and man do i feel like shit knowing someone has hated me that long.