I suppose I should actually update this thing.

I had a thing bitching about girls, but it's all pretty much been said before, so fuck that.

That aside, everything's still pretty much the same. No job, still dizzy and mildly incoherent. It's getting better, but very, very slowly. I don't drive anymore because of it (one day I backed into dad's car and then the house, peeled out once, then almost hit a couple curbs, and figured I'd call it quits), and I can't type very well. I think I mentioned that before.

The unrelenting sameness of everything is horrid. I just want to do something different, but I can't, either because I'm not able, or because I can't fucking afford it.

There were a couple of friends of the family over the other day, and they live in Colorado. They said there's so much work available out there (in engineering, no less), that it's next to incomprehensible. Why can't I live in one of those places? That way, I wouldn't be forgetting a chapter of calculus every week (like now) because I'd actually be doing it. It just makes me want to leave Utica more. If only I could.

In other news, I'm thoroughly disgusted by humanity. Their mannerisms, their views, their vices.... It's all just potty sounds, if you ask me. I wonder what things I do that disgust others. Probably a lot.

  Mood: Bitter, like the sea
Now Playing: Amish Rake Fight - Sunday Drive

This weekend was quite awesome. Craig and I went up to Saranac Lake to visit with Erin (it was her birthday!) and Andrea (she lives with Erin. Actually, it's the other way around, but whatever). Saranac Lake kinda sucks (although its pretty), but the girls kick ass, so a good time was had by all. Shannon was also there, visiting from Plattsburgh, so you can just imagine. I don't remember taking these, but they're really cute anyway:

I also took pictures of Erin's bum and boobs, but I guess I won't put those up. Anyway, these are from thursday night, which was actually her birthday. We were less drunk the rest of the weekend. Really.

I'm still dizzy, which meant every time I walked through their apartment, I'd walk into a table or doorframe. All you heard was "*thunk* Ow!" It's also adversely effected my typing abilities. As if it wasn't bad enough to begin with, I now hit the Caps Lock key every 13 seconds. It's very annoying.

We went for a walk (sans Erin, who was working) on saturday. It was long and hot, but I saw some intersting things.

The amphitheatre is only interesting if you were there and your name is Craig. The sign, I took a picture of for Erin. The other two are just kinda neat.

Today, I woke up with Bryan Adams in my head. I am not happy.

  Mood: Slightly annoyed
Now Playing (in my mind): Bryan Adams - Cuts Like a Knife