First, let's start off with the big pisser; Inflatable Matress'.

I went to sleep at 3:00 A.M. last night with a fully inflated matress and woke up diped onto the floor. This is fucking bullshit, this is the second matress that's done this. WHY DO THEY KEEP DEFLATING?! I hate waking up from a 3 hour sleep and onto the hard fucking floor. This is a double queen sized matress, this is bullshit.

I obviously can't sleep on the floor so I tried gathering enough throw pillow's to make a bed with and that doesn't work, so I try do to it the way Dante from Clerk's did it; pile up a bunch of clothes and sleep on that.

Doesn't work, so I try to sleep on the furniture downstar's, crampt but still comfortable. One problem, we have no curtain's for the living room, so broad fuckin' daylight come's in shining as bright as fuckin' possible to keep me awake.

No matter what I do, God basically want's me to be an insomniac and wont let my sorry ass sleep.

Now onto another pressing matter of my sorry existance. I sent in my voice demo and resume into FUNimation the other day and for some reason it feel's like that this is gonna be one of those thing's that doesn't respond for over two year's and by that time I'm obviously doing somthing else.

So what I'm gonna try to do is go into the Major League Gaming tornament's and win the prize money, just one problem, my mother wouldn't approve of paying 10 buck's a week to train up.

So my final option is going into the logging business, if you live in Colorado I'm sure that you're aware of the Pine Beetle outbreak. Now the government is waving 45mm around to have all the infected and dead Pine Tree's cut down. Just one problem, I don't have the money it would take to pay for the equipment I need to get the job nore do I have the man power to qualify.

So fuck it. I'm officially a loser. Life fuckin' suck's. The world was not built for a fifteen year old to be successfull in.

And you might be thinking "Well you're too young to worry about thing's like that. You should only be worried about school." Hey, guess what, I'm graduated and no I don't have a college intuition waiting for me.

I'm tired of waking up on the fuckin' floor. I'm tired of having to get my "parents Permission" for everything. I'm tired of being challenged to meet unreachable standard's.

Fuck it, I'm gonna send my resume every-fuckin-where I can. Fuck it, I'm gonna join the MLG. Fuck it, I'm gonna get a logging license no matter how much it costs, I don't care, I'm used to busting my ass for everything I get.

Fuck it, that inflatable matress can deflate all it fuckin' want's to. But say halo to my little friend! His name is DUCK TAPE!