|Birthday:||June 12th 1973|
|Location:||United States, Colorado, Denver|
|Height:||6' 3" (191 cm)|
|Best Feature:||Sweet spot|
|Piercing Info:||::tongue, ears::|
|More Details:||...ask me to find out.|
|Astrological Sign:||Gemini (May 21 - June 21)|
|Your Home:||Live with wife and kids|
|Biography/About:||::I'm fucked in the head. Ask me for more info if you want it::|
|Likes:||::music; my band; pharmecuticals; beer; writing; web design::|
|Dislikes:||::too many to list::|
|Books:||::The Vampire Chronicles, Angels & Demons::|
|Authors:||::Anne Rice, Dan Brown::|
|Music Genres:||::Metal, Industrial, Gothic, Hardcore::|
|Bands/Artists:||::FILTH INDUSTRY (my band), NIN, Korn, Depeche Mode, Otep, and so on::|
|Albums/CDs:||::too many to list::|
|Songs:||::too many to list::|
|Movies:||::Natural Born Killers, Donnie Darko, The Crow, The Devil's Advocate, Scarface::|
|Food:||::mexican food, italian food::|
|Quotes:||::too many to list::|
:: time flies ::|
It has been SO long since I updated this thing. So much has happened. So much has changed. So much has stayed the same. This is the first full day of fall, my favorite season. I'm still unemployed, still looking, but very down about it. What can I do? This economy is just killing me. I hate the man who laid me off from Intela. I really really hate him. He forced me and my family into poverty. Into bankruptcy. Into depression. Into a mire of shit.
I hardly drink anymore. I think it's cleared my head of a lot of crap. That, and the medication I'm on, has finally helped me to...
I miss writing in this blog...it was always my favorite! I promise to update this more!
::2008 in all it's glory - so far::
Holy shit, it's been a long time since I've updated this thing. Here's my current life, in a nutshell: taking my 2 (almost 3) year-old to the bathroom to piss, getting the shit punched out of my face by him, not being able to sit in my chair and work at getting employed or finish my MBA because he insists on sitting in my lap all day, feeding him, listening to him scream (comes by that one naturally), and watching/waiting for the next immediate change from happy to pissed off in .02 seconds. Yes, he's DEFINITELY my child.
So let's back up a little bit here because I know everyone is just...
::The Demon Inside My Head::
This sucks. I'm getting very down again, and it's seemingly due to the usual suspects. My job, our financial situation, our house and the fact that we're trapped in it, my general state of lethargy...on and on. All weekend long I was just tired. Tired enough that I wanted to sleep every moment that I could. Why? I go into every Monday, hating my life because I feel guilty for taking my boys to daycare; for feeling like I wasted my weekend, and my time with them; for not doing my homework for Tuesday night, so I have to stress about that. I get a horrible, sinking feeling every Sunday...