Saturday, June 12, 2004

Sometimes talking to Matthew, dealing with Matthew is worse than pulling teeth. As much as that boy used to be intelligent and used to know and understand (he was a natural), he now can't communicate or use common sense worth a shit. It's frustrating. Pardon the language.

I'm quite riled up, almost in the mood for fighting. Alot of it stems from pure frustration with Matthew, with my brother, with the rest of my family. I should check the weather and see if anyone would like to go to the zoo next week. That might give me a relaxing thing to look forward to.. It's just too bad Columbus Zoo sucks now.. sigh..

It sucks that I gave away my guitar. To Matthew, especially. I'm in the mood to learnt o play now, but it's a little late. I'm more a bass person, anyway.

Fuck it, i don't have anything interesting to say.