Flim

The end of the year approaches at an alarming rate.
How much of my life has changed this year is appalling; Had two jobs, now only have one, was in a band, now trying to start one, had a girlfriend, now I'm alone and hating it, I fell in love and had my heart broken, now I'm an angry little man, I didn't have a plan for the next year, still don't.
I could sit here and bitch about how much I wish the friendship I had with Liz was still there, how I wished she would talk to me HALF as much as she did six months ago, how I wish I had a job that paid well or gave me hours, how I wish I had someone to confide in, but then I would just be bitching.
Instead, I will announce I feel at ease and am ready for October 13th, 2010. The part I feared most was accomplished last night; I finally made a speech I felt would be worthy for Carrios' and Bree's wedding, let's just hope I don't forget it until then. :)
I've still got ten months to find a date, but knowing me I'll probably end up going alone and just mingling with all the single ladies there, I've never liked doing that, like at Prom. It would have been nice to have a date.
Story of my life, Jestro, the Singular. But if I could find someone that could put up with my vast array of emotions, I'd be afraid of them.
There I go, bitching again.
I don't expect anyone but Carrios to read this, so to Carrios; I hope you're feeling well out there on the other side of the world, come back safe, much love.
And if by some divine miracle, Elizabeth is reading this; it wouldn't be too much effort to talk to me a little more, you know I get more satisfaction out of talking to you than most people, and its not like its too much to hangout with me either.
Well, if I get the urge to write I will, until then.
Be well.

-Sir Jestro