O' Appalachia!

It's 8:02 in the morning right now. I'm sitting here, downing a couple of cups of coffee and getting ready to go job hunt. I'm definitely not going to waste my time looking here in Shelby. It's time to take a trip to Gastonia, Belmont, Mount Holly, Stanley, and hell, even Charlotte. I need employment. At this point, I'm considering prostitution... Seriously though, I don't know what I'll wind up doing, but anything other than working in fast food is fine with me. I'd prefer full-time but I'll take what I can get.

Once again, I found myself tossing and turning all night. I can't sleep more than 5 hours anymore. I'll just start thinking about everything that's going on, and it wakes me up from a dead sleep. I need medication or something. Anything to suppress the constant worry and concern that occupies my nonsensical mind all night. It's not so bad when I have something to occupy my time, such as reading, writing, or even eating.

Speaking of eating, I haven't smoked pot in about a week and a half. That was the last time I was in Mount Holly. I've been a smoker for years now, hardly ever less than a couple of times a week. I'm starting to dream again for the first time in months. I'd have those occassional nights where I would dream, but nothing too significant. Now, however, I've been having incredibly vivid, intense, and graphical dreams. It's unreal to me. It's almost like I'm living it as it happens. It can even scare the hell out of me. Like tonight, for instance, I dreamed that I was in the passenger seat of a police car with Jason Segel (the actor from such works as Forgetting Sarah Marshall, I Love You Man, etc.) and he was driving. I was trying to install a cd player into the console while we were driving towards nothing. The end of everything I guess. It was pretty unnerving to say the least. I'm not so sure that it means anything really. I can't recall the dream I had last night, but it was also pretty terrifying. I think I should keep a log of these. I'll try to remember to keep a journal or something at my bedside table and jot down what happens the next morning. I'll think of it as kind of a psychological evaluation of my subconcious mind. Perhaps these dreams do mean something and I need to make some sort of a connection. Or maybe I'm just over-analyzing it all. I mean, you can't tell me that you've never had a dream that you thought even for a second that it was significant to something in your life. To be cliche for a second, it's better to be safe than sorry. Even if it's something as trivial and pointless as this.

Random moment: I can't wait for early 2010, the new season of Lost. I'm completely hooked. I swear that I've seen every single episode atleast 3 times each. I'll probably wind up in the same boat as some of the die hard Sopranos fans, crying when it's all over. I don't doubt it. Another good show is Weeds, but was anyone else disappointed in the new season the just ended? Get back to Conrad and leave Esteban, Mary Louise Parker!

I went with my mom, uncle Randy, grandmother and grandfather to see the doctor about my grandfather's condition. I really don't feel like saying anymore about it.

I'd really enjoy a vacation right now. I haven't been anywhere in a very long time and I can feel the drain it's puting on myself. Anyone up for a trip with me? My treat, I'd love to go anywhere. I would even settle for a camping trip to a nearby national park like Spencer Mountain. I'd go as far as Japan. I don't care. I'll drive to Mexico and stay a couple of nights if it means that I can clear my mind. Any takers?

Also, I've been working on a new short story. I'm planning to have it finished sometime before October. I'll post an exerpt soon. I'd really like for some others to read my work.

I need some new friends, or to reconnect with some of my old ones. To avoid confusion, I'm perfectly content with my current ones. I love them all. I'm just ready to experience something new, which is something I've been lacking for about a year now. Anyone, feel free to say hi anytime. I could really use the company.




Keep your feathers clean and dry...


Album(s) of the day: Chris Walla - Field Manual.