It's been so quiet, in so many different ways.

Anxiety can fuck with you in a lot of ways, and it's hard to say if it's better expresed or repressed. It comes out in strange ways too...faster heartbeat, scatterbrained, jumpy like a bad caffeine trip.

Went to Raleigh with the Makebelieves and it was a lot of whiskey drunk, tropical plants and staying at an amazing house close to the bar. I mean, arcade games and a jacuzzi flat screen TV nature channel on surround sound and stuff.

I'm sitting in the airport waiting to pick up my brother and still believe that this threat color code system is bullshit. I think that people are trusting all of this less and less. Sort of "The Boy who Cried Threat Level."

Also, have plans to bu a motorcycle, going to the Rice Paddy this weekend. This is the one I've had my eye on so far.