Re-education Through Emotional Stimuli 12:25 AM

I have a lot of hope for this new year. Two thousand and ten. I keep telling myself it's time to get back on the saddle, grab the reins of my creative endeavors, and ride into the sunset of personal fullfilment. Truth is, I not only lack inspiration, I lack that wonderful little thing that made me want to write in the first place.

No, friends, not egotism. Heart. I'm a far-cry from the kid that stayed up late into the night; listening to soulful ballads and producing poignant little insights into his fractured psyche. If this sounds a bit sarcastic, that's because it is.

This year should bring a collection of poignant little insights, satirical pieces, funny stuff, and uh, me. If this works, heck yeah, if not, there's another failed New Year's resolution.

Yehaw!

Not to mention under-blanket "cuddling" 11:52 PM

So October came and went, and I'd like to think it was a pretty good month. I had a great time visiting family and friends, got treated to some drinking and clubbing for my 21st, and strangely enough, I'm actually looking forward to this winter. Hockey, snowball fights, Christmas, spiked coffee, a lengthy tome, crackling fires; what can I say, winter is pretty much the shiz.

If you don't see me around here much it's because I'm still trying to figure out this social networking thing. Facebook has got me, Twitter needs updates, and I think I want to spend a little more time updating my Strip blog.

But more than anything, this season is just a really busy time of year. Hopefully I'll see you when the dust settles. Until then.

You can quote me on this 11:35 PM

My family: Eccentric, lovable, unique, loyal; and as of late, sadly under-appreciated. Being here at my family's place for a visit has reinforced and reminded me of just how much I love, need, and appreciate them.

Sure, every family has it's issues. Mine is no different. But I see here people who love and care for me, who will stand by me come what may. This makes me see what our little differences and difficulties amount to when compared to our family bonds: nothing.

And while this may sound corny, I maintain that it's the truth, and as such, I believe it with all my heart: I have the best family in the world. I'm in the family that's just right for me.

Make an exception 12:28 AM

We want to see the worse in people. Because maybe then, we'll have a just cause for our cynicism. But, there's always that one individual that defies all our preconceived notions about life and "reality", and we're forced to pause and rethink our theories. That exception, that legend of hope that shows its glorious face in the simple kindness of a humble soul.

Maybe our outlook is a little bleak. Maybe it's tainted by bitterness and hurt from the past.

And with this newfound perspective, we crawl out of our minute, dark boxes and see the world for what it really is. When this happens, the exception becomes a rule.

2 A.M. 11:23 PM

These wide eyes
Aren't seeing
And if you only listened
You'd whisper
Grasping at ghosts

The old is better 8:39 PM

The Vintage Volume is back to it's former template. I got tired of screwing around with the previous one, it's vintage background isn't worth the endless tweaking.

Then lie awake 2:36 AM

It's a whisper in the air, when the soft glow of the moon wafts over my trembling eyelids. It colors my sunsets gray, and chills my reason; when idle thoughts drift lazily through a hazy mind.

Sleep, my child. Sleep is for the dead.