A lament of lost friends

God i wish I had never sent that message, I think that was the beginning of the end. How I wish I could go back to those few months when we were all so close. When it seemed like we could stand together and take on the world, just the three of us. Now the three has become a distant two and you're off to start your new life with him, the person who tore us apart.

If I could go back a year and change on thing it would be that. If you had never met him where would we all be, friends yet, or would there still be this ravine?

Editing, how I hate thee.

Well, I working on editing, and I fricken hate it.  It's the worst thing about writing. I've got my outline on one screen, the 'script on another and have been working like an ant to get this fricken thing done. Novembers coming fast than ever, and school's starting, so this is gonna be put on the back burner me thinks.

Anyhow, what do you hate most when your writing?

Happy Trails
~Justin.

Getting ready for fall.

Well, I've got my books for fall, and a few supplies which I bought for tourist prices, but hey, thats what student loans are for right? Anyhow, I've got about three weeks before school start, so I'm going to work on reading through my history and english books, and worry about math when I get to the bridge. Hopefully I don't jump off of it like last year. Anyhow, I was going through the manuscript and it was genuinely painful to read in someparts. Some of the stuff I haven't touched in three years or more, and it shows, badly. In other news I'm trying to find a job, which is going horribly, and thats it.
Anyhow, happy trails.

~Justin.