Tortures of the damned.

I used to believe that everyone, after living a certain amount of time, would harbor a certain amount of hatred or resentment toward themselves. I mean, who in their life has met a person that they could spend every single second of 19 years with and not get sick of them? I used to believe that everyone hated themselves to some extent and that it was up to our friends, families, and other people in general to see the good in each other and try to remind each other of that.

I used to think that by now, everyone must be sick of themselves. Everyone must hate themselves.

Now I think that it's just me.

Invisible monsters.

"The one you love and the one who loves you are never, ever the same person."

It has been a very long time since I updated this. Life has had a lot of ups and downs lately. My band is doing amazing. We've got almost half of our new EP done and it's sounding awesome.

I'm really short on money lately and it's a real bummer. I'm looking hard for a second job so hopefully something comes through soon. This bad economy is really starting to get to me.

I got a new dog. His name is Bob. Got him for free from Rick, there wasn't any room for him to run around or be out of his kennel at the studio so he's in my house now. He's having a great time so far, the other dogs like him and he gets to run around all day long. Plus he's the best at fetch ever. And he almost caught a rabbit last night. Rabbits are fast, but Bob is fast too.

I love my friends. I love my life, for the most part. I'm making some decisions to change some things that I've wanted to change for a long time. I'm going to try and stop skating by on what I can and try to work a little harder at the things I need to work hard at.

I'm going to try and keep updating this thing more often so I don't have to try and squeeze a whole month into a few paragraphs again.

I've been reading a lot of Chuck Pahlaniuk lately and it's really good.

See you soon.

-Drew.