Journals

No one goes here anymore. That's ok. Things change. People move on. Platitudes.

I'm 26. I have a degree in political science. I worked for government departments in co-op placements. I had a long-term girlfriend/live-in partner. I had a band that was good, kinda active, and somewhat known locally. I speak in jumbles now.

Coherence is difficult for the troubled.

Since I graduated, I've gradually deconstructed myself, failing to build positive momentum, branch outward and move forward. I (...)

29th Dec. 2012: :2345hrs
...may still have typos in it...

Arrival. It's the impending chaostrophy, upon us.
I gave up drinking almost a year ago. Haven't missed it the majority of that time. Occasionally, like today, I have a slight pang in my gut for it. At I Heart Mexico, the Mexican restaraunt down the road, eating at the bar, with all the pretty bottle lit so nicely behind them, and of course, I'm going to be thinking about it.
We're supposed to be getting 4-6" of snow (...)

NAO post 24 –26 Dec 2012
(Part one)

11August2011 Ginsterbusch email and asked "is Zen alive?"
The short answer is yes.
The long answer is that electronically I was dead, a few times over. This aging Gateway 400sd4 is my latest life.
The last 3 or 4 units I had have been stolen, broken, or otherwise disabled. The story really should move back over a year ago, to Sept. 2011. I was evicted, and became homeless. Not fully homeless at that point. I hadn't hit bottom just then. That would come (...)