100th Post.

So, this is officially my 100th post here.

While I haven't gotten the MOST readers, I'm still having fun.
It's a great outlet for me to get my anger, and my thoughts out there.

So, thank you to all of my readers, you guys keep me writing and I really appreciate that. Most of them are just silly little bullshit sketches and some words.

Here are some shitty little drawings from one of my notebooks to kind of shake it up. You might need to enlarge them to see them fully.

1. I think it's a... Okay I have no clue.
























2. Ummmm... Yeah.
























3. It's true
















4. Not sure.















5. I want to redraw this one and add some color.

















Okay, well- that's it. Expect an angry rant from me later today, it's building.

- Josh.

Have A Night.

So, I think it's been a good day, fair to say.

I woke up, did some normal chores, and sat around.
Mike came by, we hit up some Subway, came back to my house, watched an episode of Arrested Development, and he bailed.

Around 6 or so- Fred calls, and asks if I want to go to a show in Champion with him, I'm down (but broke). He picks me up, and he doesn't know where the hell we are going.


We are near an intersection by my house, Fred is turning and a car comes out of nowhere and narrowly misses hitting us, an early premonition.

About five minutes later (while Fred is trying to find route 5) a deer jumps across the road five feet in front of the car.

After a while, we find that we are FAIRLY lost, and don't know where the hell we're headed. Fred is being super-silent, and apparently super-scared. To make matters better- me captain optimistic, I brought CD's along, and I'm just changing CD's, listening and relaxed while he feels lost.

We pull into the ghetto of West Market Street... WRONG CHOICE.
So, we're driving around W. Market Street looking for SOME place to pull into and ask for directions, and we see a drive through.

Fred pulls in and stops the car, no door.
This older Indian fellow signals us over to the window, and with his angry, thick accent gives us directions, we get in the car and get the fuck out of there!

We find our way to the show, hang out with Carly, Kara, and Nolan- and eventually leave and I get home around 12:30.

Now, here I am with some Diet Pepsi, getting some tired going on.

Have a good one - Josh.

Let's Hope.

Good afternoon, it's 11:37 AM right now.
I'm feeling pretty good, not sure what to do today, but... I don't really care, I think it'll be alright.


Yesterday was alright, not too much happened though.
Woke up, did a bit of classwork, and talked to a few cats via AIM.

Went over to Clay's around 3 or so.
Matt was coming over, but then he got lost (mind you, Clay's house is EASY to spot, a giant fucking brown place next to an underpass, not exactly hard to find), and he only came up after he saw Greg show up.

We hang around playing some Rock Band, and then Patrick shows up.
After a while, we decide to play some laptop baseball, in which we destroyed a laptop for unspecified reasons.

Post-Laptop destruction, we sat around and played some CoD4 before Matt and I left.

Came home, got online, saw some disturbing pornography, and then watched Eli Stone.

Now, I sit here, bored.
Thinking.

Eh, maybe I shouldn't do that, gets me in trouble.

Belated.

Well, if you recall my post about my teacher hating Monty Python, which you can read here, you'll have to wait a few days to read about it.


So, it's been about a week since I broke up with Christina. I'm feeling alright, which some people still haven't realized- I still get people going "aww, are you alright?", so- yes I'm good, no more asking, none.

Anyways.

I've half listened to some of the albums I made note to listen to, but I just really haven't been in the mood to take it all in, instead if listened to the same record about five times, and it's still amazing (Do Make Say Think - You, You're a History In Rust), it's just awesome, I love me some post-rock.

If you notice the sidebar to the right, there are three links.

Submerged In Thoughts, and Kaleidoscope Tinted Glasses are two other blogs written by some good friends of mine, I implore all of you to check them out, god knows they're more interesting than mine.

So, I hope all of you enjoyed another wonderful Hallmark holiday, myself- I sat around and talked to Devann and Amber most of the latter part until going to bed. I don't mind.


Well, I watched Lost last night, fucking wow- who saw that coming? Not in me being a geek, but in last nights Lost.
Fucking wow, that's all there is to that one.

I believe I'm off to finish this report for World Studies, so- have a day.

- Josh.

Journal Entry For Wednesday Oct. 24th.

Not much happened yesterday, I finished classwork around 11:00 AM, then watched some House, M.D. on DvR, followed by some "Monk" Afterwards Grabbed a shower, after I was drying off and got dressed Christina (my girlfriend called) and said she was already in town, usually she gets in about 5:30 - 6:00, but it was 4:00 or so. I dryed off my hair and left. I met up with her at the "falls" and we hung for a bit up there before walking around. she threw stuff at me and I threw it back (I'm telling you none of this is very interesting), and then we walked up to the Library, we went up to the Museum area upstairs, figured why not, well we ended up sitting around in there for like an hour and a half talking to one of the "curators". She was really cool, she told me a whole lot, she told us how Newton Falls used to be covered in trees before the Tornado in 85' and how Newton Falls is slowly falling apart and I highly agreed leading into a local politic discussion (mind you Christina is probably going insane at this point) and I'm talking to some lady about local politics.

Afterwards we headed back to my house, sat around for a while watching some "It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia", then went downstairs for some "Scrubs"... And other stuff.

*Ahem*

Well, she left around... 8:00 - 8:30, I came home sat around playing some SNES and listening to Eugene Mirman, 10:00 watched the new "Life", that show is fucking brilliant. If you haven't seen it then I seriously think you should, it's about a cop who was framed for murder 12 yrs. ago, he gets out from DNA evidence that is inconclusive, and he goes back and becomes a detective, while still in secrecy solving his own case, I think it's amazing....

After Life was over, I headed to the room, worked on some school stuff, and fell asleep around 12:30 to Eddie Izzard's "Dress To Kill" on the iPod.