My Vein, My Blood – 6

2-22-04: I’ll admit I’m confused.  I don’t like to admit to confusion.  No one does.  Should I continue going to church professing to believe in an establishment, a religion, I don’t 100% believe in?  I feel very hypocritical doing that, even though I went to Catholic church almost my whole…

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My Vein, My Blood – 5

1-19-04: I think we overestimate how much people care…about anything.  Like if that girl at Coldstone was working drunk and C knew and did nothing—maybe he just doesn’t care how that business is represented.  It’s not his store.  He just works for the owners.  Maybe he doesn’t give a shit…

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My Vein, My Blood – 4

1-9-04: What if none of this matters?  I mean really.  Does anyone really care?  Aren’t we always holding back a part of ourselves because we don’t want to destroy the illusions others have of U?  Then it’s like if they knew who we really were they’d feel they didn’t know…

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My Vein, My Blood – 3

12-16-03: Pres. Bush says he prays to God for wisdom, strength and guidance.  I guess that’s all any of us should ask or expect from God.  He’s not there to do us favors.  Not in any tangible way. You think about the accident and you ask why. But you’ll never…

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My Vein, My Blood – 2

11/14/03: No one really wants to listen to me.  No one’s really interested in me.  In the mornings I wish I had someone to talk to.  Just sit and talk over coffee.  But I can’t even think of anyone who’s available.  Most of my friends work.  Or they’re not really…

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My Vein, My Blood – 1

Wednesday 10/8 or 9/2003:  How’s your day going?  Don’t dwell on the people who purposely set out to make you feel bad…first thing in the morning by sending you e-mails and overturning your garbage and recycling.  Screw them.  Poor small-minded individuals who don’t have enough going on in their own…

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Opening the Vein

I’ve mentioned my desire to blog more often and on a more regular basis.  Here’s my problem with that:  I can’t think of anything interesting to blog about all that often.  What’s the point of writing a boring blog about the mundane goings-on of my daily life?  If I want…

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