My flesh is not flesh.
Only sustenance.
Feed my brothers
when I'm gone.

My name is Exodus,
I am the Odyssey.
I don't know what you are,
But I don't want to see.

What you are.
Free from strife.
Why don't you,
Go get a life.

Just to let everyone know, I am feeling much better now. I was having a bad day, and I just needed to rant. I went to purina farms and saw lots of adorable aminals. It was fun.

Funny story. It's 3 AM and I can't sleep. I woke up at 6 AM yesterday to the sultry sounds of Diane screaming FUCK YOU YOU BASTARD over the phone to my father. I have no idea what the fight was about and honestly I don't care. I'm in a fuck you mood and I wan't to kill something. I thought that when my parents got a divorce that would stop the screaming. That is the only thing I cannot stand, parental figures screaming. They are one of the only stable things in my life and it is a little unsettling about them screeching. Fuck that, its disturbing. I hate it, and now its starting all over again. Please god just let me fall asleep so I don't have to hear it anymore...

Well I've officially joined the working class. Well it wasn't so bad. I got to listen to my ipod and sit in a spinny chair. I put wires in a machine, then punched it with a foot button, then pulled them off the tape. Thats all I did. For 4 hours. And now my hands have blisters on them. I'm going to practice my saxaphone now...