I used to know I was a peaceful man,
these days its more of a thought
more of a doubt
more of a certainty of doubt.
This isn't specific to current events
and I'm sure you all think I have something specific to say on the subject.
What is justice?
The DL retires, a bad man, who was hero to thousands, villain to millions was shot, alongside his son.
That...
I'd rather not dwell on that.
On so many levels.
But its strange what a visit with your goddaughter
a hopeless job hunt
and a haircut can do to a man
and to the surrounding world.
Anyway, been shadowboxing, been doing bicep pushups, and visualizing innevitable violence to overcome.
My back still hurts like hell.
And my mom taught me a G chord on the geetar.
Workin on that >>
workin on my grip, I've got big monkey fingers, and this isn't easy for me, especially since I'm modifying it in anticipation of using a slide at some point.
What else?
Built a Gelgoog 2.0
Zaku II 2.0
and I'm about 1/6th done with my Full Armor Gundam.
Three seasons into Cheers.
My back still hurts like hell.
I'm almost out of money.
I'm bugging the hell out of people to get a job.
Maybe I've still got the cash for a mind eraser.