The Lap Dance is So Much Better When the Stripper Is Crying

Truer words have never been spoken.

Well, perhaps they have, and of course, making someone cry, is really just a cruel side of me, but that's neither here nor there.

So with a new shift of 8-12 and 5-9 daily (that is morning and afternoon respectively), I've been pushing my schedule to fit in more properly with what will be my new work schedule.

This entry is merely here because of an irony I've discovered... Which is, amusingly enough, that the music I've been listening to for the past two days, is music that Sarah got me into, which in turn Andrew got her listening to.

Now this would normally not be anything of importance, except as I listen to the music, to the words, I can't help but see where the lyrics fit me... They are so... Dark... On several levels. Listening to Red, and actually listening (something Sarah rarely does with music, more listening to the sounds), I find myself thinking how the words are me... How they reflect my thoughts.

On a side note, of little importance... Looking through my phone backgrounds, I found a nude photo of Sarah... Never knew I had any of those. Will leave it until I decide if I want to keep the memory, or delete it.

So today, after nearly a year of silence... A dear friend has made himself known again.

Neal used to give me a lot of advice, someone I could talk to, confide in, and he'd not divulge even my greatest sins to anyone but himself. He was, and is, someone whom has the great potential to be a very dear friend to me. How little bit we speak, however, tends to put a crutch on that....

I gave him my confession today... About the past week, the darkness in my mind, my sinful actions and thoughts... And we had a great philosophical discussion, before moving on to friendlier things... We spoke on the phone for over two hours... The longest I've spoken to someone in one sitting in a very very very very long time.

I can only hope he stays as a fixture in my life. I have too few friends, and a friend that can shine a light into the darkest corners of my mind, one whom is a Priest (and as such must be keep my words in confidence), is greatly valued.

Ah well, two hours of conversation, roughly 75 minutes of it was our deep discussion, the rest was on video games, Project Natal for the X-Box 360, and just... regular stuff.

That is all for today,

Chris.