Hey ya'll,
I started using Google Reader, the RSS thingy, and it's pretty cool. If you would like to check out the different things I am 'sharing' from my daily browsing you may do so by going:
HERE.

or
http://www.google.com/reader/shared/08797584089044483301

It's basically just pictures and snippets of other people's blogs that I found worth note.
Love,
benjamin

http://itsmebenjamin.blogspot.com , or click Here.

Please read it and comment on it. It took quite a lot longer than I intended it to, and is therefore quite a lot more to read than I intended it to be. But I think it's good, and it's definitely me, and it's probably not really an essay, or a letter like it pretends to be, and that all kind of rhymed, just in case you didn't notice.
Love,
Jedidiah

This won't be perfect. Even when it feels right.

You have met me at a very interesting time in my life.
That's what I would tell you if you met me today.
And you have.
Hi. My name is Benjamin David Brown. I am 22 years old. I am a musician. I do not know what I am doing with my life. When you find another exit let me know. I have tomorrow off from work. I need it. I need a lot of things. I have not swam in this sea by myself for quite awhile. I'm floating and I don't know how. Drowning is only drinking with your lungs. Mine are apparently water-proof. Sometimes I wish they weren't. It's harder to hit rock bottom when you are trying. I need to rise but it would be easier if I couldn't go any lower. How many flights of stairs are in this building? I wish to live a life without consequences. Honestly, emotion takes away from desperation and I cannot deny it. Give me everything I want and I will be an angel for a little while. When I am satisfied with what I have I will go back to raising hell. Run and hide. I often mix the lyrics of others with those of my own to express how I am feeling. I need about a month off. From everything. From myself. I quit. But I can't. Sleeping is as close to quitting as I can come. Can't we just die for a little while until I have everything sorted out? When you find another exit let me know.

I've been peeling the paint off the walls hoping to find a door. Desperately I search for anything. Anything that will let me escape myself. The empty bottles aren't working anymore. I threw them out the window I drew when I was bored. Now they're broken on the floor next to my life. Take this permanent marker and erase everything you know. I did. Look how wonderful everything is turning out. I drew you with an eraser so I wouldn't have to remember what we both have already forgotten was anything at all. I hope this means nothing. Otherwise my antics will get me kicked out of this costume party. I forgot to wear myself again. Hold on while I put on my mask. Ok, Now we can run away.

click click click it, yo.

My new home. I can't believe I drove across the country in 2.5 days. With 8 hours of sleep. I'm bragging about it right now, can you tell? I actually can't explain why I did it. I guess I needed to prove to myself something, like that I have the ability to do things while incredibly tired, all by myself. And of course, right when I was reveling in all my new-found glory, my Gramma calls and says, 'We're so thankful you made it all the way safely. You know someone else was watchin' out for you on that drive." And so I was humbled and realized there was no way I could have done it without GOD 'watchin' out'.
It's weird traveling so much. Constantly. My life hasn't settled down... ever. It's not looking good for settling in the future either. I had more to write but right now I'm lacking the motivation.

Oh, I have a job. At Beni's Pizza. I got it two days after I moved here. Compare that to not even getting an interview for 3 months in Cali. LIFE MAN, LIFE.