Oh how I love the weekend. This one might reek of "corny" but keep in mind who's writing it.

It seems that no matter how awful a week might seem everything's ok once the weekend hits. Before I go on about the weekend, I'm going to say that I had another "crucial" week of sorts. Nothing life-changing again in a dramatic sense, but I realized a lot of things this week.
I also realized that I can't freaking talk for beans anymore. I stumble over my words so bad which has always been a little thing that kind of irked me but it's getting so bad lately. I'm sure anyone who has talked with me lately, duh, has noticed this. And I should probably go to the doctor because I noticed on Saturday that I'm getting really bad shakes in my hands. I was pouring espresso shots in the shot glasses at work and noticed my hands were shaking a lot. And today when I was hanging out with Krisy I went to go put a CD in my CD player slot and noticed my hands shaking again. Maybe too much coffee?
That's all. I had a lot more in here about my realizations but I couldn't organize my thoughts enough for a blog so I've got it saved as a draft.
Enjoy the rest of your weekend.

Oh oh oh! NAU audition. Saturday. 2:10. Hollerrr!

Oh Friday

Another potentially amazing day spent with the company of myself.
I was productive, rushed, drove way too fast with the windows down, wore my hood, rocked out, took a nap, and now it's almost time for work then get-together at Katie's.
Monday could've been awesome too but I couldn't afford the gas to go anywhere, and everyone else had to work it seemed like.
I'm hoping next week rocks, but if not, I'll settle for mediocre.
Have a good one.
-Chris

A little un-original, but I'm fine with that

And so it is just like you said it never would be
And we'll all forget about all of this and everything that was said
And by summer's end you'll be a stranger again
And we'll fight so hard to keep it the same

But when it's been so long there's so much to share
And when it's been so long it all comes flying out
-But I'll bite my tongue for one more night
-And I'll pretend that this is all that I need
-And I'll keep telling myself there's something out there for me
--Something outside all of this

Because there's a huge world and so much to see
And a huge world full of so many people
That sky looked so big
And there had to be someone else looking at it
-Wondering where I am
-Wondering what's taking so long
There's got to be someone out there
--But it isn't you

There needs to be some sort of bigger picture

Life has still been really good since my last post, and just in general. I'm pretty sure I'm just about done being sick, and I'm feeling good about my audition coming up.
The past few nights have been ... I don't want to say crucial because that sounds so serious, but I've done a lot of thinking. Nothing super serious or life changing in specific, but just little realizations and I realized that instead of looking at life and how I feel about it on a day by day, if not minute by minute basis, I should be looking at it on a much larger scale, because even with a few rough patches here and there, I've had a really really great life so far and I'm so thankful for that.
I guess that's it?
Yeah.
Have a really good day, it's almost Friday which means THE WEEKEND! "Everybody's working for the weekend ..."

Something I wrote a while ago

I wrote this a little over a year ago, January 2, 2006, and just thought I'd put it up for anyone to read, it's a feel-good post for me because tonight was a very lonely kind of evening, probably because I'm tired and kind of head-cold/ish.
When its never enough, and no one seems to care. And all you need to hear is "its ok" but you feel all alone, I promise you're not, someone's always thinking about you.
When its never enough, and too close to home, but it's still so far away. When you're life is full of strangers I promise you can come home to me.
When you want to give up and life has no purpose anymore, nothing to look forward to. When the past was so bright but the future looks so dark I promise I'll walk through it with you.
When you forgot how to smile and screams choke out the laughs. When those tears aren't from laughter I promise I'll do my best to make you laugh, and teach you how to smile again.
And when you can't fake it hard enough to please anyone you can count on me to be a phone call away "just to talk" and share a laugh or two.
I promise you I'll never leave you. You're never alone
And through the eternal silence and awkward strangers, bright pasts, dark futures and feeling homeless, know I'm right there next to you. We're going to make it out alive. All of us.

Using "Blog Spot" again for a while I guess.

Went to California with Steven from Thursday January 25th to Tuesday January 30th and it was incredible.
I bought the new Damien Rice CD on Wednesday and we played it at work on Wednesday and I started crying. I woke up Thursday, home alone so I played it loud and cried again. Friday on the way to GCC I was playing it and got teary-eyed again. Today I got my car washed by people funding someone's funeral who was killed in an accidental shooting and I was talking to his mother and got teary-eyed.
I haven't cried this much since my great grandma Echkardt's funeral.

I'll never be able to say how much my friends mean to me, even the people I don't talk to as much as I used to.

I'm going to assume no one is reading this because I haven't used this in ages, but if you are, thanks for taking an interest in my life.