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| umarmy. it's happening. fo sho. im excited.
i discovered my floor today. i didn't think i had one for awhile and that all of my clothes were suspended in mid-air just above my parents room, but upon further exploration and cleaning of the room, i have a floor. it'sj ust got broken glass and trash on it so it's an adventure to get from my door to my desk.
i restrung the guitar today. it no longer sounds dead. now she sounds pretty and resonant and has a voice like the angels! i need to cut off them ends though...hm...
so here's my plan on quitting smoke. well, two really.
a) every time i feel like buying a pack of cigarettes, just go to the bank and deposit 5 bucks into my savings. at the end of the month, that's $140 in my account.
b) buy a case of water ($4.50) and every time i want a cig, drink a bottle of water. it'll satisfy the habit of having to have something in my hands, plus i get to pee more! and everyone likes to pee.
but i really want to quit smoking because that's an extra $1,640 in my pocket every year. im spending almost 2 grand on cigarettes. fun eh?
well. call me if you need me. i'll be around.
oh, and mr. belcher: be safe for your overseas remainder since you won't email me back.
and ms. sarah: give me a call when you can. i miss our random conversations (713-203-7864)
oh, and jesus: seriously? stop fucking with me. it's not funny anymore. and you still owe me money. i know where you live.
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| hey gang. i think im going to try this whole xanga thing again. im not a huge fan of this updated crap, but i'll deal with it.
let's see what's happened since october 24, 2007
- the piercings are gone. i need to grow up, and piercings aren't going to help that.
- i'm still dating the wonderful and gorgeous amy, but she is moving to illinois soon and we are going try to do the long distancething. let's hope for it right?
- my head is shaved. well, originally it was regular shaggy warren. then it turned into 3 inch mohawk warren. now it's just bald, barely any facial hair warren. i know. im a sexy beast.
- i work at buffalo wild wings as a server, and im fixin to get a job as a bouncer at the kona grill here in town. my buddy (who is currently passed out on my bed and i think i'll have to move him when i get tired) works there and he's going to get me a job. check id's, confiscate fakes, kick people out, and break up fights. my line of work eh?
- i still drive the volvo. yes i know, lorraine (that's her name) is getting old in years but she will soon find a good home because i get to drive the two-door frickin-awesome saturn that is my brothers right now. but i get it when the foo moves out.
- i play WoW. not often, but enough to frighten me.
i think i wanna leave for awhile. i say this a lot, but i want to get away from my day to day routine and just go do something. UMARMY is coming up soon, and i think i might do it but i'd need to take a week off work and i don't know if i could do that. oh well. i just need a weekend away.
oh yeah! there's a machete next to my door. why? because in the vent of an impromptu zombie attack, i can grab my machete, hack my way to the car, and speed to the nearest walmart (which is five minutes away. i know all the shortcuts and back roads). now, there are some people who will read this thinking that my fear and paranoia of zombies is ridiculous and that an uprising will never happen. these people will be the first to get bit. and trust me: if you are my friend, but you are either:
a)already a zombie and coming to eat me
b)in the process of becoming a zombie and will soon eat me
or c) being attacked by zombies,
then your ass is grass. i will use whatever tools i have to take you down.
but on the real folks, let's get in contact. let's get some coffee and just talk. i haven't had a good religious discussion in awhile because, to be honest, i'm not finding anything spiritual in the church near here. two years ago, it felt like everything was growing and now there is nothing there except a social circle of people who only go because their friends do. i don't want a really active youth group, or a lot of trips, screw it. what i want, and what i need most, is actual spiritual growth and depth. i know noone keeps up with xanga anymore, but dammit, i really want something like that again. i want to start an underground sugar land/missouri city bible study that is really chill and laid back. no pressuring to conform or whatever. you drink a lot? cool come join us. you smoke cigarettes? cool. so do i. let's be friends. you do drugs? come by.
i really want to start it. i don't know what it is lately, but i jsut want something more. and i think i know what i'm missing.
-warren
oh and p.s. (that means post script. it's what comes after the actual script (the body of the letter or blog) and the closing): let's make music together.
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| seriously xanga, why do i have you? i don't use you. ever.
but i can't help but love you....
for all of you who were wondering, i'm still alive. i'm alive, bearded, and pierced. i got both of my lobes pierced on monday and if i could find my digital camera, i'd upload a photo.
i miss some people. the people that don't ever call me back. call me back? i've changed, i promise.
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| hey folks.
i have two jobs. panera bread, and of course, laserzone.
in the time i have had this xanga, i have been e,ployed 6 times. 6 times in almost three years. but three of those were by the same place, so it's ok.
livin the single life once again. it's fun. sometimes. but oh well.
school starts on the 27th. it's weird now that i'm out of high school, i have my own schedule and my own rules and it's up to me entirely to make sure i get everywhere on time. i'm kind of weirded out by all of this.
gotta go to panera bread at 5. then laserzone at 8.
bye xanga.
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| hey xanga.
i sometimes feel like i neglect you. but then i usually check myspace or facebook and get over it quickly.
life is kind of okay right now minus the fact that i still have not
-gotten a job
-enrolled in school
and also that i got a
-ticket
for
-running a stop sign and not having my insurance on me (i got a break for not having my license).
me and liz have been dating for a month on sunday. i told spencer that and he said it has felt like forever and didn't believe me that it's only been a month. this girl is pretty cool, in case you haven't met her. if you know how weird i am, she is like that. we mesh together and create this awkward pair that is just amazing. when i'm around her, my own hyperness is increased and it's really hard for me to get down. like yesterday, liz brought me out of my sadness like that *snap,* even if i didn't show it. it's crazy.
i need a job. i'm hoping i get hired somewhere quick because defensive driving costs money. more money than i can handle right now (because i have none).
i love you xanga. please don't ever leave.
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