Falling flat on your face isn't the most graceful thing you can do in a day but it can sure give you insight.

What happened Rei? Why so emo Rei? How did it happen Rei?

Eh, predictable life shit.

Nothing that I dream can come true.

But dreams are nice.

No Reaction

Weeks roll by like years. Each week bringing with it one day I hope for. One day where I have a chance to make something out of nothing. That day always slides by with little learning and awkward chats. With my current rate of luck anything that I say will turn out as it always does; it dies. Nothing that I hope for comes to fruition. Every couple of years someone walks into my life who is totally awesome. Something in these people is slightly attractive. I move in for the kill but I wind up stabbing myself in the leg. That's it, nothing more.

For fear I stand on this roof top, looking over the edge. Very gingerly I shuffle around to look at the view from different angles. Sure, I could fall off at any time but I stand there watching the people moving around. Jumping would defiantly change my vantage point but would I fall or would I fly?

Just Another Day

Nothing exciting ever happens around here. Morning comes, you wake up from a back ache. After downing some Exederin you're able to fall asleep again for a couple of hours. When you wake up you decide to read some manga that just came in the mail. With Soul Eater down, you venture out to the living room to play some Wii fit but remember that the laundry needs to be done. After throwing (literally) the filthy clothes in the washer you settle in for some Wii fit Yoga and Strength training while your mother berates you. Your wash is done so you put the clean clothes in the dryer. Back to your room for some much needed, stress reducing bass practice. You sigh as you realize that you must go back to work for another day. Work sucks so you block out the entire experience. On your way home to pick up some Taco Bell. After practicing your bass for a second time you decide to hang out online for a bit and go to bed. See, nothing exciting about your day. How mundane and boring.

Into the Black Hole

That room never got cleaned

the house never got vacuumed

but mass amounts of video games were played

Two whole levels were gained on Nanamii

with hopes of more levels in the future

A meeting was lived through

a party followed thereafter

Computers were fired up

new gig bags ordered

Wii fit finished out the day

Now is the time for contemplation

practice

and Questionable Content before bed.

It's Been a Long Time Internet

How to summarize the past couple of years? Same shit different day I guess. From all tell-tale signs (I'm writing this) I haven't died yet so that's a good thing. But what is new? What is exciting? Well, I've graduated community college with a 3.5 GPA, taken 1 semester at UMBC, been stuck in financial limbo from my parents not paying community college on time, started a new job, and a new hobby.

New job you say? Yes sir, a new job! No, I didn't quit the old job. CVS has been a pesky splinter in my thumb, wedging itself deeper and deeper, until I have no soul nor patience left. Each day is like a kindergarten for adults. I watch as 3 grown women huddle around 1 computer to talk about their lives as if it were a quilting circle at work. The pharmacist in charge isn't really in charge, she mearly takes up space and fails to see her technicians screw up peoples prescriptions. So when I come in I get to clean up the mess from the previous night/day. Which makes for a really frustrated Rei. But the new job holds many promises. Each day I go in and everyone is working. We might chat with the customers a bit or each other while... working! There is minimal drama and everyone pretty much gets along. The only problem is that I can't be guaranteed full time and full time is only 32 hours. That kind of pay wouldn't make it as easy as it is now to save up for an upright bass.

My new hobby is much like an old hobby; playing music. A while back my parents decided to buy me a bass guitar to make me feel better I guess. It didn't make me feel better so I abandoned it in the basement with the other guitars so I could play more WoW. About 6 months ago I decided that I was bored since school was out of the question (still owe UMBC a large sum of money) so I pulled out the bass.

Did I mention new crushes? No, I didn't. He's pretty cool, I get mixed signals every time I see him, and wish something would happen soon damn it!

There, that's the skinny, the 411, the word on the street. You might be caught up enough to make sense of this non-sense that I shall spew from this post forward.