I am attempting to post via my new T-Mobile G1. At present time, I love this thing. Surprisingly enough, I get awesome service. At home I use wi-fi but at work I have decent data and signal strength. This is what I have been wanting and Helio was not working out.

I have had this for a few days now and I am still in love with it. The touch screen is awesome, the browser works flawlessly and the apps are pretty cool. The fact that Android is open source means I know I can expect some amazing applications in the future. (I hope a lot of developers keep them free, or really cheaply priced.) I also love that I can make my own ringtones right on the phone using music I already have stored… amazing! Just download the app and go.

The IM situation is the only real “issue” I have with the device, and it’s not such a big deal. It can be a lot better, but it could also be a lot worse. An easy fix is to use meebo.com, which works perfect on the G1 browser; and since you can open multiple windows, you can continue to browse the web.

I’m just looking forward to all that this phone has to offer, and I’m really just excited about the applications that will be available for it. Go Android!

Semi-stalking Gym Class Heroes was not very fun. Talking to Whit was interesting, he’s kind of emo, and it’s funny. I so do not ever want to be a “tech” for any band; It’s not ideal. I think he was less happy than I am to go to my wack ass office job every day. He gave us the most awesome Sashi guitar picks… cool. I think I lost mine, which is not cool. I think he’s cute, ad does LaShaunda… I’d have told him but she was eying me. I’m sure Travis and co were already well into their clubbing by the time we actually went to the venue, but Danny was a total douche bag. I am going to call it what it was… major fail!

At least it wasn’t like we paid for parking or wasted any time we wouldn’t have wasted otherwise.

I should have been sleep hours ago, but fuck it. I’m already up now. I got my lost posts/links back. I hate when I do dumb shit. I promose to back-up my files more often… for my sake. Anywho, work is going to be a bummer tomorrow. It’s impossible to get 40 hours when there’s not enough shit to do to fill out an 8-hour day. people always tell em I should make the work stretch, slow down, and that is so not me. If you want me to do work slow, let me go to sleep then wake up at 4 and dot aht 30 minutes job and leave.

I don’t knwo about a lot of stuff. I am confused and trying to not let my confusion and uncertainty make me negative. I feel weak and torn as it is on a regular basis, so I try not to let things get to me. More later, have to be up about 6 hours.

I am in that state of mind again where I feel like I am just drowning and can’t swim to the surface. It’s not so much that I can’t, it’s that it seems a lot harder to try. It hurts more to reach and pull toward the surface, it’s so much easier to let the water carry you down. I feel like my lungs are full and even if I made it to the top I would still choke on all the water that’s been building up. It would take a lot to pull me out of this.

I have been having that “fuck it” mind frame for the last few weeks. Bills… “fuck it!” Work… “fuck it!” School… “fuck it!” I don’t care about shit that’s supposed to be important anymore, and that’s no good. If I don;t give a fuck about this shit how can I give a shit about anything else?

Off topic completely: These loud ass fucktards are being total cliche’s right now. Black boys loitering outside of an apartment building having meaningless conversation… I ought to put one of those large science-fair poster boards with the words “Don’t be a menace to Inglewood while drinking your juice in the hood!” on my window. They really fit into a lot of those ridiculous stereotypes. I despise them for that shit, like it’s not enough to be black, but you’re being “ghetto” and fucking stupid. I hate you assholes!

Back on topic: What the fuck do I do when there’s not much I give a fuck about? Should I try to get a new hobby? I don’t know and once again… I do not fucking care. OMG, I am semi-suicidal. I don’t want to kill myself though, no, never… but I just sometimes want to die. If that makes sense. Like, this world is shit… so Heaven would be a one-way ticket out of here and hell would be round trip, destination: Earth. That’d suck balls.

Sigh.