I'm trying to cut back on the social networking and trying to stay away from the drama that goes with it. I've mostly been hanging out on facebook. Even then I've been trying to be on it less than I was.

So, the point, my apologies and I will be writing more thoughtsy stuff soon.

-Nicky Love

So I was just thinking about someone, a friend's step-mother; let's call her Kim. Kim is a pain, she is really rude, insensitive, and basically a big bugger. I remember the time me and my friend sat down to watch "A walk to remember." Yes, I hate chick flicks (because they make me depressed), but I thought it was pretty cute all in all and had a nice story of redemption and change! I loved that. Well anyway, Kim, being the incredible rude person she is said,"He didn't actually care about her, he just stayed with her because he wanted to have sex with her. He didn't care about her as a person." It was obnoxious. YES, KIM, WE know just how MUCH you HATE men, but that's no reason to be a douche and ruin our fantasies. Maybe he WAS only in it for the sex, but let us be young and naive for a while, eh?

Another thing that buggered the heck out of me about Kim was the fact that she told my friend to stop hanging out with me because I'm a "terrible, bad influence." Oh, yeah, totally. Like I totally make people do awful things, God forbid I am one of the ONLY people I know who doesn't smoke or have premarital sex or smoke weed or drink every night or trip on acid. Yeah, I'm one TERRIBLY atrocious influence, Ke$ha aint got nothing on me. Ugh.

She pulled that crap so much. While yes she is an elder and I need to respect her, at the same time, there is being insightful and being an arrogant know-it-all who tries to live their life through their step-kid. Yeah, you're a great one to talk about romances and terrible influences, Miss "I married your father because he's great in bed."

The Garden You Planted - Sea Wolf
Good Morning Dear
I hope I didn’t wake you too soon
Because my mind is growing tired
Too much thinking what I should do
I picture you out there
It must be beautiful this time of year
All those East Coast leaves
Floating round like embers from burning trees
Well the weather out here is just the same
But the garden that you planted remains.

Now it’s only work
Each day bleeding into the next
Barely scraping by I tire myself out just so I can rest
But rest it rarely comes
And when it does I cannot go home
Because it’s much too quiet
Seems that I’m not suited to being in love
And everyone around me’s changed
But the garden that you planted remains.

I think about you
Maybe more than I should
But the smog is getting old
The drugs I’m taking aren’t so good
So will you talk to me
Even though you’ve had a late night
Because I need a little help
Baby, tell me I’ll be alright
Cause everything around me’s changed
But the garden that you planted remains