I officially can't suppress a smile when I see the high temperature a whole 12 degrees higher than the day prior. I will keep going with this notion until the high temperature is unbearable, in which case I will switch, cut it, reverse it.

There is a certain sense of accomplishment that comes with reading an entire book.

That is an implication that the sense of accomplishment that must come with writing a book is uncanny, heart-stopping.

run away from this

You know that feeling that you get when you run into someone you haven't seen for awhile.

Maybe it's not necessarily someone you don't want to see, but maybe not necessarily someone you want to.

What do you do?

I'm going to point the finger and assume you act like you didn't run into them.

It's easy to fake an off glance from across a bar, right? Yeah, it is.

But is it really easy to fake it, when you know it's not genuine?

Welcome to my life.

And I apologize now.

If I have dated you, lived with you, become friends with you, even casually met you. Wait, ESPECIALLY casually met you. If this hasn't worked out...

I will NOT make eye contact, I will NOT start the conversation.

Maybe I'm happy with my state of lonesomeness. In fact, I know I am.

I associate with whom I please, and if you are not in this bubble, make yourself, because I won't force you.

Apparently I'm always at my own, close-minded, worst.

I think...

This is the first time in my life someone that I actually associated with has died.

A terrible feeling.

Had a kid die when I was in high school, I barely knew him and it was relatively devastating then.

But this...man.

I guess if anything it proves that people can take off whenever, nobody lives life on a parallel line.

I will now try to keep it even more real, as funny as that might sound right now.

My day that was already just mediocre got stupid fast, now I have to work and try not to think about the fact that a little over a year ago this guy would be giving me a ride to work, I'd probably be bumming him a cig.

Things pass, we lose people, and everyone's line eventually comes to a point and becomes illuminated and frozen in time like that. Keep it real for me, man, for everybody, Adam.

Perhaps

I may quit drinking, for a month or something.

It'd be just for fun.

I know I'm fully capable.

Maybe I won't.

FML

No, not really.

How about, FDSAI, stands for "FUCKING DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT!".

Not that big of a deal, folks. If you have some shit on your mind that you can't shake, think about something else. Go pick up a fucking book, watch a fucking movie, walk around. Go outside and think about how much shittier standing in fifteen degree weather is than whatever is bothering you. I promise you, you'll fucking live.

See, I just got off my mind how pissed I am about how much everyone bitches about stuff that they an change or forget about, and now I will get on with my day.

Try it.

Son of a bitch...

Normally I like Amazon's personalized recommendations, but this has gone way too far.

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B001O2KSZA/ref=pe_30300_11432460_fe_img_1/

How do they know that I drink coffee, and why the fuck would I buy that anyway?