Six *edited*

What am I doing? What am I doing? I don't know what I'm doing.
I'm doing the best that I can.
I know that's all I can ask of myself.
But is that good enough? Is my work doing any good?
Is anybody paying attention?
Is it hopeless to try and change things?
The African guy's a sign, right?
Because if he isn't...
then nothing in this world makes any sense to me.
I'm fucked. Maybe I should quit. Don't quit.
Maybe I should just fucking quit. Don't fucking quit.
I don't know what the fuck I'm supposed to fucking do anymore.
Fucker. Fuck! Shit!
I'm glad we saved a piece of this marsh.
I know it's small, but at least it's something.
Don't stop fighting.
We're going to save a lot more of this place.
To celebrate, I have a poem I'd like to read.

"Nobody sits like this rock sits.
You rock, rock. The rock just sits and is.
You show us how to just sit here, and that's what we need."


-Jason Schwartzman in I Heart Huckabees

I didn't want to post a final entry until my day was completely over. A few things. you know what really grinds my gears? my neighbor. and no, not the obvious. The neighbor who finds it necessary to rev the engine in his Ferrari at ten o'clock at night in front of the house and then takes off tearing down Henri Bourassa. Or sometimes, when he's feeling extra "edgy", the asshole sits outside for hours revving the engine on his motorcycle. I hope he runs someone over and realizes how much of an idiot he is. And if that doesn't happen anytime soon, i will gladly go outside and inform him of how stupid he looks.
Gear grindage reason number two: people who are annoying about things THEY can't let go of. shit happens. deal with it. Life always has twists and turns that you may not want, but they do.


Steph got voted off CNTM. I guess it was a good decision. I really want Sinead or Cory to win. The rest seem like pretentious bitches. However, i suppose i would be too if i was on that show. (Ew i'm talking about reality tv)


I'm gonna go read and fall asleep with the nice breeze blowing through my window. Tonight's weather is amazing. Things i intend to do this weekend: make an appearance at Drugstore on Friday for Andrew's birthday, Go to the museum of science and that Cosmopolitan Bar in the old port, replace the cards that were lost in the wallet fiasco, have a Pabst night, dinner with the fam for father's day, enjoy summer and everything it brings. Anyone in for any of that. We'll talk.

Jay, heroes group. Discuss.

Goodnight Lads and Laddies