Wait what's this? Jacen updating his livejournal? Say it isn't so.
But it is. Why, I have no idea, I feel like it. Although Me and Keith's Blog is almost set to perfection, so from now on you might just see a lot of links to that. Because that is what is sounds like, when the freakin' doves cry.
I know a couple cops, you know, ol' wojohowiz? "WHO?" you know, old Wojo.
Where has he been, what has he seen? The opposite side of the world, some deep inner turmoil now flattened, sorted out, to be posted out? Maybe he found religion or some kind of solstice. Embraced new motivational life lessons. Unfortunately, none of the above.
What I have been up to is quite simple, Its elementary school logic. Where I've been and what I've done is the same as how in grade school you would spend the whole year waiting for summer vacation and when it finally came it would fly past you just like that. Spent less time fixing and more time speaking poetry of the streets. You become more amused by how the same 7 girls pose in the same ways for every company on internet advertisements, and spend less time wondering what everyone else is thinking about right now. Where they went, how it slipped past you.
As the prodigal children return, you can say its been quite a year. I mean, for a moment there, I felt like I couldn't sell ice water in the Sahara.
WHERE ITS AT:
A new issue of Phirebrush is up.
I don't have a cell phone anymore, and I don't miss it.
I'm starting a new design company so I never have to get fired again called Mirror Design.
Vince Guaraldi Trio is my latest musical fix as of late.
I can't drive, and my car doesn't work.
I'm writing a screenplay.
I watched this last nite.
I can't find my copies of this. Please send help or mp3's
Did he know something more profound?
This is my prologue, and I, do not want you, to like me.
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