Sunday, 11 April 1999

APRIL 11 2000

I have not really had much to say in this here public forum of sorts for a while, and I appologize to all you sick bastards who want to know every thing about my life, but the fact remains that there are too many strange situations, personal things and such going on for me to write anything remotly run of the mill at this time... I hope you can all understand. I think I have found some sort of religion though.. I had to make it up my self, but still... and I guess I am the only member, and it doesn't really have a name.. and.. I don't know... but I am thinking of writing some kind of Bible at this time... Trees, and Lizards, and such... you know what I mean?
Ah fuckit. You can all rot in hell. Life isn't fair.

Saturday, 3 April 1999

APRIL 3 2000

All I want out of life is to play my guitar, play it for someone who cares. I want to be happy with out having to think about it. I want to go to bed and not be scared. I like being Blaise, I wish I could do it more often.