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pardon my dust. i'm turning it into glitter.

Hi, I'm Chris. If you subscribe to the MBTI, I'm an INFJ. I put myself through school for a seemingly useless English/Creative Writing degree, but writing is my passion and that's what I want to do when I grow up. Still figuring out what comes next, and pretty much everything else, so I'm feeling kinda adventurous. And yes, that's exactly how my OkCupid profile starts out. Why mess with a good thing, eh?

The site's a work in progress. I'll be adding content over time, and hopefully eventually it'll evolve into something halfway interesting. I'm glad you're still reading, though. Usually by this point I have to show a little skin to keep 'em interested.

for jacob...

        he'd be twenty-three today. it was four years ago and it's still as tough every time i think of him. i don't handle such things very well. i think the worst of it is that we lost touch toward the end, letting our paths go wherever they were going. he was a good friend. he introuced me to john wayne and mountain dew and wolfenstein. i'm not entirely sure why i'm blogging about it. this isn't a "rest in peace" type of thing, but i guess it's still good to remember those good times.

sunny days seem to hurt the most
i wear the pain like a heavy coat
i feel you everywhere i go
i see your smile, i see your face
i hear you laughing in the rain
i still can't believe you're gone

would you see the world, would you chase your dreams
settle down with a family
i wonder what would you name your babies
some days the sky's so blue
i feel like i can talk to you
i know it might sound crazy

it ain't fair you died too young
like a story that had just begun
but death tore the pages all away
God knows how i miss you
all the hell that i've been through
just knowing no one could take your place
sometimes i wonder who you'd be today.

                                        --kenny chesney's "who you'd be today"

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