So, uh, although I have not posted in some time, I wish to come clean after all the lies. Chemical dependancy is enabling my rapid suicide. I have tried time and time again to figure out why I should want to commit suicide, rapid or slow and I have come to this conclusion:

I fear living.

I fear failure.

I like the easy path, as it requires nothing leaving me free to "give" my efforts to other places when in fact I give nothing of consequence to anyone at all.

I am pissed off and alienated from the main part of life (i.e. others) because I just can't get myhead around the concept of not being perfect.

My friend Teresa, a dear buddy who works locally and lives a few streets away.
A photograph of the first turned autumn foliage here in Worcester MA, at our local Stop and Shop Supermarket parking lot off of Rt. 122
Pre-caffeinated 'Shuah
This is that shrine on Von Trapp land that we used to stroll to.
From left to right, plucky and Eric hart.
On this, my birthday, I have decided to go on as normal, because hell, Gandi was also born today and he deserves waaaay more of a holiday than i do.

Me, being happy all alone on the mountain roads. I took this to answer my roommate when he called to ask me where and how I was.
The perfection of Stowe Vt. This picture contains all the things that make my life full and good. The mountains, my car, and the solitude of resting amongst all god's glorious creations.
VT- "Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, and I took the one less travelled by,,,, and it has made all the difference." -Robert Frost.
A spectacular waterfall called Texas Falls, up in the northern mids of VT.
The lampposts at the Von Trapp Family Lodge: A return to childhood.
I am journeying with a friend over to a local establishment known as the Java Hut that will serve the meanest cup of coffee known to man. There's a warning label on it for caffeinated content. I can't wait :)

Here are some of the pictures taken on my Sojourn to VT: More about the 'Journ later.

From left to right,,, Case, Niki, and Pete, over at Sketch's piece.
Me being happy as captured by 'Shuah
Me being happy, as captured by our boy Jubes.
Ariana's dad, Wesley
Jakob and 'Shuah over at Sketch's while we worked on a thesis.
More pics, more peepz. I have to take a break to go out for coffee with a dear friend of mine, Michelle. *Shel-lee to us*

Hjeff a brother and roommate of mine from the Sigma Pi.
Dan(imal) one of my best friends from North Brookfield
Dave (Hoppfe) my neighbor and good friend.
Lunchbox, our pet raccoon, here at the 24 Underground.
Arsen, Eric Hart, and Plucky, (Hart and Plucky roommates and best friends from the Sigma Pi.)
So, more pictures, more places, and at the end, slash beginning of this blog will be my stunning photos of Vermont.

Sketchy Steve: My best friend, neighbor, and the little brother I should have had somehow.
Gabe, Lana and Myles, from the left to the right.
My dear buddy Jubes.
Taylor, from the Homecoming weekend, 2006, he's back from Florida, because well, Florida is just too wierd for us New England kids.
More pics.......... and the legend continues! MUAHAHAHAHAH

'Shuah taken while relaxing at Sketch's house.
Adrienne, my dear puppy buddy.
Chris and Joe Jalbert, from a recent gathering at Taylor's homestead.
Here are some more pics of my friends. Remember to read from the bottom up in terms of chronological postings.

My dearest friend, 'Shuah and our little buddy, Trincess.
Our Siberian Bear: Greg
My dearest one, Joshua Matthew, and my friend's daughter, Ariana, playing in her father Wesley's truck.
One of the few female friends with the moral, intellectual, and social fortitude to be one of my dearest friends at this time.
This is our boy Arsen. Yes, Arsen. He's from Russia, but you'd never know it, since he has embraced our local culture like a Worcester native.


So, since you too are riddled with limitations, in this case pertaining towards the meeting of my folk, and the understanding of MY world, I will present to you the still photos of the minutes and people of my life, in the hope that it will help you to finally come to love, and trust who I have become.