So here we go. So many years have passed and still no closer to anything (anyone?). After a few months of the online journal I'm going old school here on my trip to SLC. Making my way to Utah to spend a weekend with a girl I've never seen. Sounds just like me. I get to spend a few solid, boring hours sitting here in Newark Airport. I have some books and my amazing, astounding iPod to keep me company. This place is barren. I hear a vacuum, and and every few minutes somebody walks by. I'm the only schmuck who came to check in six hours early. I'm glad to get away and excited to finally get to meet and hang out with Natasha. I am glad to be away from work. About the only thing I'm going to miss is my dog. Frank's made a lot of me going to to see Natasha, I believe he's expecting me to come back home and tell him I'm in love with her. I could have done that before I left. That's the beauty of being me, I guess. No fear when it comes to loving. Just a bit when it actually comes back to me. Next stop, Houston, TX.

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The one time I'm in no hurry traveling and the flight arrives early. And dressed all in black, with a long black trench coat, I'm over dressed for Houston. It's 80 degrees outside. No big deal, I guess, because I'm not actually going outside. Half an hour layover then on my way to SLC. I got a bit of sleep on the flight. I have decided now, though, that I like to fly. The sensation, combined with the adventure of going somewhere new. I have to start getting out more.

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And, of course, it's snowing in Utah. I have to give these folks credit, the views are phenomenal. The city is surrounded by mountains. It's breathtaking. The snow adds a nice sentimental effect. I'm sitting in a Borders across the street from THE Mormon Temple. I've seen a cathedral or two in my lifetime and I can say that these people take there god REALLY seriously. I saw a bit of town through a bus window. Nice mass transit setup here. They got their bases covered with a tram and busses. There's some cool architecture about as well. Frank would approve. I have to do some shopping and kill some time. I also have no idea how I'm gonna make it through the night. I've had about five hours of sleep in the last two days.

equation for 10/16

fun = watching smallville and angel, going to the pub, playing darts shittily (a new adverb I just invented, it owns, doesn't it?), getting to wish Devon a happy birthday, getting to drink shots of Jamesons 12yr with Devon for her birthday, texting Megan, finally (after months of anticipation with bated breath) getting to meet her slash watch and hear her sing, finding out she's as cool as I anticipated, rocking a crap bar wit Bon Jovi, getting a nice little speck of inebriation on, coming home, playing catch with my dog in the backyard at 2 am, then typing this and going to bed.

excellent, A++ four stars.


P.S. - this exercise thing is prolly a great idea, my dog is in waaaaaay better shape than I am. 

listening to Integrity and not doing a zine...

You can take a man
Free him from no garbage can
No one can ever see
No one can ever escape
You are going to...
You will feel the wrath
As you fear tomorrow

I'm gonna take you down
When I can, in and out
Nothing can save your misery
Don't know shit about me
Don't know anything
Sink to the bottom
All hell breaking loose

Feel the wrath
One time in your life
Cutting like a knife
Feel the wrath 
As you fear tomorrow

There is nothing 
Left for you now
You think you have it all
Don't have anything
One time in your life
Fear the knife
Fear the wrath
You motherfuckers