A PRELUDE TO THE END: 6/6/09 - 6/30/09

6/6/09
Indianapolis, IN

So I got off the Grey Hound in Cincy. I can't ride those damn things. There I went to the train yard and rode a freight to Indy. Well, it went to Chicago forst for a drop off and crew change. About 7 hours later I was in Indy. Plus I basically got kicked off the Grey Hound anyways. Bastards.

So here I am at my old residence in Indy. On State Ave. Shaun is still just as amazing as ever. And he is helping me through the rough times. I mean, Audrey I didn't care about at all, the girl sucked. She lied all the damn time, and no matter what she says she has never ridden a freight train. That's just all there is to it, hearing her talk about them is like hearing me talk about relationships and pop country.

It's just the Mike deal. Damn we were best friends for the longest of time.

But I am here.

Are you there? Turn me on!

Plus I got a couple house shows coming up, just me and this busted ass guitar.
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6/13/09
Indianapolis, IN

Went to Chicago a few days ago, hitched there with my good friend Haley.

Played a house show, drank and met some girl?

Also rode some sweet Chopper Bikes.

Played a show last night at Jaxon's place. It was pretty fun. Me and my new accordion player. She's fun.

I'm now watching Shaun eat corn. I wonder what the hell he is thinking now, or does he know I'm staring at him??

Oh I am starting to feel better and all, I guess being around good company and all.
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6/27/09
Indianapolis, IN

Well well well

We will talk later.

A lot has changed once again. I got kicked out of Shaun's place. Fuck Erick.

Me and the accordion player have been seeing each other a lot. Her name is Alex. Pretty cool girl. She lets me drive her car everywhere I want?

So since I last wrote Michael Jackson died, Iran is still in turmoil.

I've been living with my pretty much best friends Jeff and Tony. over on Delaware Street pretty much downtown. Cool shit man.

Also been going to war lately. So far I think it's been Kosovo and Nam.

Inside thing between me and Jeff.

Sitting on the couch alone drinking a little.

No job. No class. I'm just a victim of society a slob.
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6/28/09
Indy a go go

Last night was pretty fun. Theres a couch on the street right across the apt that me and Jeff go to and drink every night. Well a cop came by but was pretty damn cool. He couldn't have been a day over 22 years old.

I awoke this morning in a rare mood. What am I doing? Why do I live this way?

It's like the reason why I got into Punk Rock. It was a clashing of diversity at that point in time. Was I gay? was I straight? Am I going to be a drunk later on in life?

It was mostly to distance my self. It spoke to me and I spoke right back with a giant FUCK YOU.

To distance myself from the perverts and the jocks. The homophobes and the drug addicts.

Brain over brawn any day.

LIVE FAST DIE PUNK!
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6/29/09
Indy

This journal is about to end oh no. We have had so many good times. I wish I could have written about all of them.

Here I sit waiting on my food stamps. They should be here today. $350.

Pretty rad.

I guess just another chapter in my life to put with the rest. I still wish I could find '07 and the '08 travel log. That would be nice.

Well, I gotta nap. A little to drunk already and its only 10AM.
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6/30/09
Indy

Tony is back from his vacation. We are pretty ripped right now on some various things.

I'm fucking blasted drinking a 40 OZ. I can't feel shit. Damn wish I could breathe.

Which fuck it, I have nothing going for me. I might as well do drugs and drink up and shit

Well, me and Jeff are riding bikes tonight later on.
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