Well, my baby girl's hairs are just starting to turn orange, and I can see Trich's with my naked eye... Funny what 6 months and some dirt can do. The smell is still subtle, then again I smoke a pack a day, and a few joints, therefore my smell aint what it used to be. Regardless, it smells so natural and fresh... it's an aroma that cannot be copied anywhere outside of nature.

The sun is out and it's probably still seventy degrees... it's fucking October man, but the weather is nicer than I've ever seen.

I was looking at a game I used to play, specifically at my friends list. There's a two hundred person limit for the friends list, and mine was totally full. I can remember every one of those people, and actually am proud to say I can consider them all my friends. Some stick out more than others... but the amount of them that I still remain in contact with could be counted on one hand.

I wrote an email to one of them... there's a long story behind it that I won't get in to, but it got me all sad and nostalgic... especially when I actually logged in to the game and remembered that yesterday on a random playing session, I got a level I'd been saying I would get for six damn years now. I was standing in an empty part of the world, with none of my old friends on, particularly none of the ones I actually thought would be there to celebrate with me... it was really a buzz kill.

But like I said, the sun is out... I'm almost totally rid of the lingering feelings from a bad trip, and a depression. I'm smoking a bowl, and listening to Sublime... but the real reason I posted this, was simply to post the lyrics to just one song. If some of you havn't heard it, or maybe if you have... you should give it a listen. Wether the sun's out or not... it still applies.

Bittersweet Symphony, by The Verve;