One friend I've had since sometime in high school passed away on April 29. He lived to be 102. Crazy such an important life changer lived to be so old. He's changed many lives and probably could have changed many more had it not been for fucking Timothy Leary. Thank you Albert Hoffman for your gift to many. Thank you for being outspoken up until your death. Thank you for everything. You brought me to a spiritual understanding that I would have not found without your research. You changed my life and meant a lot to me.

I'm moving to Ravenna at the end of summer. I got a new place with Joey, his younger brother Jake, and my cousin Randy. I'm not looking forward to living somewhere without Jim. I've lived with Jim since I started college. I've never been in an argument with him that I can remember. I've never been mad at him. I don't want to move away from him. I definitely did not see myself living with him for as long as I have when I first met him in high school.

Ravenna is where Maynard James Keenan is from. I'm looking forward to walking down the same streets he did as he was growing up. "But he likely, he played in a lot of bands walking around with a weird mohawk."

I have a new person in my life as of lately. Her name is Michelle. The other night when I went out to dinner with her she asked me if I could get her some coke. I was absolutely appalled at the notion she wanted that stuff, let alone I could get it for her. I probably could, but I told her no. After a nice dinner, I fucked her. She's a good lay. She called my name out a lot. I liked it. I gave her a thumbs up at the end. Ohh. And I've been playing a lot of Grand Theft Auto IV lately with my roommates. That actually happened. In the video game. Figured I'd fucking clear that up.