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my truck's starting to look sweet. i'm excited. i just put chrome tips on the exhaust yesterday. they're 2 feet long and i'd say about 3 and 1/2 inches in diameter. they sound and look really great. now if i could just slap a paint job on the old girl...

anyway that's not what i got on here to talk about. a couple nights ago i was sitting on my bed, having just watched american history x, and thinking about God (because the two are apparently synonymous?). of course after watching a movie as intense as ahx i had a strong urge to write. so i started writing about what i always write about these days - my troubles with God. i wrote about a page and a half and stopped. upon reading over what i had written, i came to the conclusion that i am full of crap. overflowing even. i've been turning this situation over in my head so much over the past few months that i've apparently created mush. so after i expelled a healthy percentage of said mush onto a piece and a half of yellow paper from a legal pad, i began to talk to God. now this hasn't happened in a looooooong time. and i don't even know if i'd call it praying. i just talked to him. and it was great. what had i been waiting on? your guess is as good as mine. but that's not the point. the point is, things are looking up for me once again in the mental/spiritual arena. i'm happier. i don't feel guilty all the time. i feel more like myself. God really does rulz.

like the t-shirt. and the hat.


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