Swimming Hill

It looks like I stopped paying for this domain name so it doesn,t exist anymore. That,s twelve dollars I,ll save every year. I am pretty sure I,m done writing on here. I used to write on here about once each week and at another place every day, but I stopped. Now I just write on paper and nobody gets to see it. It,s much more selfish. I like it that way.

I am too old for everything. I have been having nightmares lately. Usually I don,t dream at all or if I do, I immediately forget all of it when I wake up. Having dreams is terrible, but having nightmares is worse. I wake up feeling guilty or sick. Luckily, I still have a bad memory so I forget almost everything by the time I finish breakfast. Speaking of breakfast, I ran out of money the other day so I can,t afford to buy cereal right now, but I do now how to make bread so I have been eating toast covered in cheap butter for breakfast instead of my normal kid food. There are crumbs everywhere.

Shugo Tokumaru - Toss

My Death Cab For Cutie cover band put out a record a couple of months ago and we weaseled our way onto a couple of shows with a popular band so now we,ve been having to actually do work and learn how to play our songs a little bit so we don,t bum everybody out when we try to play in a month. Practicing things makes them not fun.

I am completely in love and I have been for years and it,s rad and exhausting and beautiful and extremely painful. I wouldn,t trade it for anything. All I ever do anymore is wish things were quieter and read and watch and get headaches and have nightmares and wish you were here. Most of those things aren,t that fun, but I have done a lot of things that are way worse than any of those so I,m psyched. I am my own beast of burden.