Nostalgia

I've sat here every night for the last week, staring at this empty computer screen. The cursor blinks at me, kind of taunting me. I want to make it do something. Anything. I've got that itch. You know, that one that only a finished piece can cure? Well, I've just about stomped my usual inspirations into the ground. I've got nothing new to report. Nothing humorous. Nothing remotely intriguing to divulge. I could bore you all with the latest trials and troubles with my truck, the White Bastard, ...

No, it isn't on my pathetic love life (or lackthereof) or my pathetic life in general.
I need technological advice.

I have been looking at getting a digital camera for some time now. Money is obviously an object, because along with this camera, I have to save up for a week-long car trip up north-ish, a new truck, my 2010 gun, the next three jobless months of my life, etc.

I want something pretty durable, waterproof if possible, simple, and takes decent ...

Tonight I went to see a good buddy of mine star as Mac in One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest, and I must say it was PHENOMENAL. Even if the Mac character is essentially Luke with a few less manners, he and the rest of the cast worked a great production.
However, like almost every other time I go into public, especially a place like college campus, I go home and hate life. It took me a few years to figure out why, and a few months ago another friend of mine put it into short words-
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*whine alert*
today has got to be the worst day I've had in a while. it started off great. The sun was shining, my coffee was great, I got some homework done ahead of time, and it was warm enough to work outside in a cutoff T. I changed the drive belts on my truck, after about two years of putting it off. I had some trouble. Its often hard to distinguish one greasy thing from another. I got it done in around three hours. I got my workout done and blasted my shoulders/arms/abs with ...

About the middle of December, I noticed myself getting a slight bit sick. I did the usual remedies to get well- stayed out too late, drank all the medicinal whiskey I could get my hands on, and stayed cold too long. Sure enough, the threat of my semi-annual cold disappeared. However, a week or so later, I felt this odd blob on the back of my tongue. I hawked and gagged and worked it out. Roughly the size of a small pea, was an unidentifiable goober, not quite a booger, but unlike anything I'd ...