JOURNAL: Pie Row Maniac (Kirk Fryrear)

  • 2003-05-09 01:18:47 Hmm, to goto AWA or not goto AWA...
    Does my wallet say yes? Not yet...

    Thus ends my short lame and misleading entry 
  • New video? Me? NOW!? WHAA!!? 2003-05-07 22:11:22 My secret project is finally done. It's a video about me not being able to make videos. Confused? Excellent...

    http://www.animemusicvideos.org/members/members_videoinfo.php?v=17264

    For now, there's just a local link. But maybe a direct one will be up soon.
    Rejoice :P and then burn it 
  • For the love of all that is holy... 2003-05-07 15:19:33 MAKE BANNERS THAT HAVE TO DO WITH AMVS, FOR FUCK'S SAKE

    /end vent 
  • Weirdness begits 2003-05-05 18:13:11 I'm starting to get the psychotic idea that the weather is controlled by my mood, or possibly vice versa. The past few days have been kinda odd about this.

    - Friday's Mood: You could have whacked me with a ping-pong TABLE and I would have simply whined about being uncared for. This was the day I talked to Meg and realized I mean jack shit to her. A first-time heartbreak? You better believe I was fuckin' depressed.
    - Friday's Weather: Pouring rain. Need I say more? Sucks, don't it.

    - Saturday's Mood: Probably the second-best "day of the mood/weather". Recovering from Friday wasn't horrible, but I could have lived without it. A little difficult to describe, actually. Instead of being mopey and pathetic like I would imagine myself to be, I was more stoic and... numb. Numb is probably the best word to describe it.
    - Saturday's Weather: Dark and cloudy. No rain or anything, just a blanket of gray clouds in the sky.

    - Sunday's Mood: My second attempt at talking to Meg, wanting to say that I wanted to be there for her despite her troubles. To be blunt, she could have simply spit and kicked what I said to her right back at me in place of what she said. Yeah I know, it wasn't very blunt at all, but I felt like elaborating the obvioius. Sue me. Anyways, this situation called for tears and that's exactly what it got, with kicking and talking to myself as added bonuses. Hooray for you Meg, you killed me that day.
    - Sunday's Weather: Water. In droppy form. And lots of it. Is the coincidental feeling of the mood/weather gig getting to you? Okey-doke then.

    - Today's Mood: As I was walking home from, I became VERY pissed because of a situation with one of my classes, as well as the obvious situation with my newly-pronounced "ex".
    - Today's Weather: Hail, baby. A horse could have choked if it had looked up and left it's mouth open for a good ten minutes. The catch? It was hailing that horribly as I was walking home, mad as hell. As I write this, I'm just fine, and the sun is out burning brightly.


    You can figure this all out yourself, I'm heading for the kitchen. 
  • Apparently Woe 2003-05-02 16:51:55 it looks like me and my girlfriend are over. after all the things that have happened to her, she doesn't care about anything anymore. so that's that. life goes on without her, unfortunately.

    the last thing i said to her before leaving her alone from now on, is that i hope it gets better for her, despite how empty it all is right now.

    seperated by reality, the lover's fate. cruel is existence, so long this memory remains.

    i love you meg 
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