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I was going to start posting about my trip to Hong Kong, which was pretty amazing, but I can't get my camera to connect to my computer, thus I can't post any pictures. Once I manage to figure out the problem, I shall post all about my trip, pictures and all (even if you aren't interested in seeing them).

But as of right now I've lost a interest in all this. A friend of mine, a few weeks shy of 22, passed away in his sleep last night. His mom walked in and thought he was still asleep, but when she tried to wake him, she realized he had passed on. We don't know the cause of death, though heart disease does run in his family. He was a really great person, a bit loud, and sometimes annoying, but had a great big heart, and was one of the funniest guys I've known. He had a problem with drugs and alcohol in the past, but had cleaned up his act and putting his life back together. He was sober for at least 6 months prior to today, and we were all very proud of him. He was finishing up a degree at Queens college and wanted to go to law school after he graduated, and some day run for office. He was a big goofy oaf of a man, and he wanted to do good in the world.

I just saw him yesterday, we worked together at Starbucks. He seemed fine, healthy, and at the top of his game. For lack of a better way of saying this, but it's just sad. I can't get used to writing all this in the past tense. It's all too depressing.

I have a wedding to go to this weekend, I'm the best man. I'm all very hectic emotionally right now, and need time to settle (He would have made fun of me for being all girly with emotions).

So I might not post for a while. Not that I post regularly anyway, but right now it just isn't on my mind.

Take care.

The End is Nigh

Recently all of my dreams seem to have something to do with an apocalypse of some sort. Either a world wide end, or a more personal apocalypse which only affects my family and friends.

Not a pleasant way to spend what should be more restful sleep. I don't usually remember my dreams, but the ones as of late have been quite vivid.

I don't know. It's just putting me off and keeping me on edge during my waking hours. Everything just feels different.

oh crap

I was playing around with a template and accidently chose a new one (wanted to preview, didn't realize what I was doing) and consequently lost all my old links. I had them saved on my computer (I try to back up everything - I lost almost everything on my old computer and now back up like a mad man), but my html isn't strong enough to figure out how to put it back in. So please bear with me (the three people out there who actually bother to read this blog) while I figure out how to fix it.

How sad is it that this is what I'm doing with my Saturday night?

hip, hip, and so forth

Today is my birthday.

Hooray me.

forget all those other things I wanted. What I really want now is one of these:



And here I thought Night At the Museum was just a really crappy Ben Stiller movie. Who knew it was real?

Really, who wouldn't want their own dinosaur?

No news is... well kinda boring

First off, I don't know if anyone noticed, but I changed my Avatar. No more "WHY BOTHER" now you're all just stuck with an actual photo of me. That's right boys and girls, the new icon is my true visage. Notice the shirt I am modeling. It was a birthday gift from J_. She had it made special for me from Neighborhoodies. If you can't figure out the pictogram (and it took me a moment) the images are of Harpo Marx - check the bushy red hair and floppy hat - with a horn asking a question. For those of you unfamiliar with Harpo Marx well, I feel a bit sorry for you. If you would like to educate yourself on the hilarity that is the marx brothers I suggest you go here. Though the best way to learn is just to rent their movies. I would recommend Duck Soup, Animal Crackers, and Day at the Races. But they are all great.

And for the record, in the new avatar, the photo is not blurry. That is actually how my face looks. I have a very rare skin condition, which I'd really rather not discuss. If you don't believe me you can ask Piu Piu, she's seen me for real and can verify I look that blurry in person as I do in the photo.

And finally, we can scratch one off the list. I did recieve the new Dresden Dolls album yesterday. It has a bit more rock influence than their previous album which felt a bit more jazzy and punk. I prefer the previous album, but the new one is still very fun to listen too.

That is all for now.