I've been up for 38 hours, running on only 3 hours of sleep. I spent my new years with some great friends, and we sat around, playing guitar and singing. It was really nice, my new years always suck because I'm always around drunk people, and I'm the token straight-edge kid who has to babysit. But this year, I just had a lot of fun sitting around and talking. Since then, I've sat up on the phone...

I'm one of those funny, quirky, hilarious guys who doesn't ever talk or write about the subject of love, or relationships. What I'm saying, is I'm not a serious guy, and rarely talk about things along these lines. So I guess I'm going to start letting words flow out of my fingers and see what shows up.I read an article recently about what love really means. I found this article a little cheesy,...

I made eye contact with myself in the mirror. My gave wandered up, staring at my hair. A blazing purple spiked jutted out of the top of my head, defying the laws of gravity. As I cocked my head to the side, five more spikes came into view, forming a seven inch mohawk. I looked back down at my body. A bandolier rests on my hips, and my studded jacket looks menacing in the dim light of my bathroom....