My Own Domain

Well I went and bought a domain name. It's time to kick this beast into overdrive. I've been debating if I should get one for quite some time. I like blogger but it doesn't have the aesthetic that I want. So I have offically gone off the deep end! The website is still in the process of being created and will be a WordPress blog site.

On other news; I am writing away like crazy trying to crank out my rough draft. I really can't describe what it's like sitting in Dunkin Donuts having a conversation with yourself trying to get the dialogue right. When all of the sudden some little kid points at you and says " Momma he's talking to himself." And myself being the nice guy that I am looks up and grins friendly at the snot nosed brat. Only for him to start crying. It was like I ran over his cat. Momma this and Momma that. Then if I thought it couldn't get any worse; The Mom walks up to me and says " You should be ashamed of yourself." Stomping off to the counter to order coffee. Well was I wrong with that asumption. She went and told on me. The manager came up to me and very nicely asked if I would mind coming back in a few minuets after she left. He explained that he knew I've been coming to this location and that he would give me a large iced coffee and two doughnuts when I came back. So I of course I said "Sweet!", causing us both to laugh and receive an evil scowling look from The Mom. I couldn't be more happy. Who doesn't like free coffee and doughnuts. Serves her right evil doodey head! But I swear I saw the spawn of doodey head stick his tongue out at me when I left...

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The world is mine
Just waiting to be plucked
And your just another mass
Waiting to be fucked
Too many causes
Too little too late
My world is waiting
In grim anticipation
For an unbiased,
Unfathomable
Fate

Untitled-33 created at work, scrawled on a decrepit box

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I am a prisoner in my own skin
So much more than whats underneath
Peel the layers piece by piece
and you will see;
The true version of me
An individual divided
Among every thought and action
There is no remorse; only recourse
When the pieces fall a..w..a..y
Leaving you bare
and motionless

-This is one of many random poems I have written.
Most of which are written in five to ten min. with
little or no editing. - JD