things change

It's crazy how quickly everything in your life can completely change from what you planned/expected. In the course of about 20 minutes all of my plans for the next few years just fell apart. Some of it due to my decisions and actions, some of it due to circumstances outside of my control. I'm moving back to Minnesota and i haven't the slightest fucking clue what i'm going to do now. This is all very strange and i'm sure very vague to most of you. Oh well, i feel inclined to ramble sometimes.

i can relate 110% chup. good luck with figuring out what you actually want from life.

 

what works for me is drinking until i black out

yes...drinking.

 

 

i'm in minnesota...it's...shitty. and almost winter...yay.

usually i would take that advice, but at the moment drugs and alcohol are the last thing i need to add into this mix.

have you tried jesus?

get at me on america online instant messanger if you feel so inclined.

I heard Minneapolis is the lick when it comes to bombing...especially in the winter. Go nuts.

if by the lick and go nuts you mean i'm going to freeze my nuts off and have really sputtery cans, then yes, its the place to be. I may very well be painting though, but thats really beside the point and not usually something i like to discuss on this website.

Similar story:

 

It's comforting when you know that you can skip town with 3 suitcases and have everything you'll ever need.

 

I was living somewhere with the next 7 years of my life planned out until one night, on a whim, I decided I didn't like the situation. Within two weeks I was on a plane with my all of my neccessary belongings and a new set of goals crammed into a few bags.

 

Everyone on the planet should know just how many suitcases it takes to pack up their life and bounce.

If I need to, it takes no suitcases, just a backpack. Pull the hard drive from my computer, toss my camera in there, and off I go.

i'm in the process of dumping alot of my shit. within the next couple weeks my life will fit into 3 suitcases....1 if i got rid of most of my shoes and hats (which ain't fuckin happenin)

ah yes, turmoil

 

it happens to everyone, they say "when it rains it pours"

and damn if it ain't the truth

 

good luck with the trials and tribulations.

more cliches fo dat azz:

 

this too shall pass

the hardest step of every journey is the first

life is what happens while you're busy making other plans

to make god laugh, tell him your plans

what? wtf? I hope the dream didn't die.

 

holler, if inclined.

i know what your sayin on the whole moving thing, i randomly moved 1600 or so miles acrossed the country pretty much on the fly, and changed my entire life plan in the course of three weeks.

 

but im not really stressin it cause i like to put myself in plces i shouldnt be, it makes you think on your feet.

 

i dont know who said it, but the quote goes like: "good judgment comes from experiance, experiance comes from bad judgment"

i dont know if im too held down to ever pack up and leave life. leave situations that easy, start anew, i wouldnt know where to start.

 

hope all goes well friend.

Hang tight Chup. Life is full of twists and turns. Look on the bright side. You still have your health right? That's the most important thing. Everything else seems ethereal and transitory compared to that. Concussions and a grinding spinal column is not a dramatic change in ones life that is very fun to live with, since it is a constant reminder.

 

The important thing is to keep your mind right. Do what you need to do. Follow your heart. The rest of the world will still be there tommorow. All that jive cliche shit that are experiences man has passed through the ages.

 

I hear that Minneapolis is the Paris of the midwest.

 

*As an aside, I've been uprooted so many times that I've essentially based my life around preparedness. It might be a good thing. Certainly can't hurt.

i've moved around so much for work, but i always tell myself that it's not permanent. think of it as an adventure and an opportunity.

damn.... I dont know what got all screwy, but I hope you end up coming out on top of things.

no shit to the "when it rains, it pours" comment.

 

and my best friend is kinda going through the same thing. last week he came to visit me and stayed for nearly a week, when he got back home he disappeared for a few days. i was getting calls from back home asking if i knew where he was or if i've heard from him. i hadn't. he just didn't wanna do what he was doing anymore, he was tired of being in a rut, same shit, day after day, so he packed a backpack, called his mom, and came back to where i live. so, i gave him a place to crash for a while, while he looks for a job and an apartment of his own.

These are the kinds of things remind you that you're alive.

military.

 

 

ha ha, naw, i dunno.

When I was 18, I fit my life into a duffle bag. Now at age 24 Its gonna take a full load in my truck to move my life around. The next time I update on my personal life with you guys its gonna take an armada of moving trucks to move me again. Word.

 

Chups. hit me up on AIM dawg.

Man, do i feel you on that Mr. Yuck.

 

Moving has grown to be a real pain in the ass for me

Originally posted by hungoverseas@Sep 13 2005, 06:46 AM

have you tried jesus?

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Thats the worst drug possible !!!!

 

My girl wants to move back to the twin cities, I will go if it's right for both of us when that bridge comes to be crossed.

 

Nothing in life is constant other than change !!!!

dang man, that sucks. Good luck in whatever you are doing...

Whoa whoa whoa..

 

No more NY?

Can I ask what happened?

 

IM me if you wish.

I'm killing myself with boredom tonight anyways.

i think i can fit my shit in my backpack. my cd case is kinda heavy and bulky, i should select the best cds and put them in a smaller case. also, one pair of foot coverings would be optimal. i've got a pair of boots, and a pair of canvas shoes for skating. boots are no good for skating and the shoes are good for nothing but skating. there's not much room for paint when i'm carrying everything else though.

"Trials and tribulations will be presented to hearts, as a reed mat is interwoven stick by stick. Any heart which absorbs these trials will have a black mark put in it. However, any heart that rejects them will have a white mark put in it. The result is that hearts will be of two kinds: one white like a white stone, which will not be harmed by trials as long as the heavens and earth endure; and the other dark and rusty, like an over-turned vessel; not able to recognise the good, nor reject evil, but rather being absorbed with its desires."

Originally posted by MrChupacabra@Sep 12 2005, 11:55 PM

if by the lick and go nuts you mean i'm going to freeze my nuts off and have really sputtery cans, then yes, its the place to be. I may very well be painting though, but thats really beside the point and not usually something i like to discuss on this website.

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My bad. No offense meant, though...but, you did remind me about cold cans...of beer. Think I'll go have a brew now. Again, sorry about that.

 

Shit, go nuts in other ways...make snowmen with huge dongs, or snowwomen with big ol' titties, and post the pictures here. It doesn't snow where I live...I could think of a few front yards that would get the treatment if it did snow, though.

 

Is the Hard Times Cafe still around?

minneapolis isnt a bad place at all really. graffiti-wise, it's really getting loose right now.

 

hard time is indeed still around, i was there earlier this evening.