Joshua Jodoin

Fri, 30 Oct 2009 22:12:21 GMT
Seth.. no matter how much time we spent together I still will ask for more. I never expected our days to end short here but our connection will live on through my heart for the rest of my life. You inspired and empowered me more than anyone I knew.. I tried my best for you these past five months though in your stubborn but caring ways you didn't want us to hurt or nurture you. I just wish we could of had what we were destined for, you did not die alone brother for I will be with you always in life and in death. RIP my brother.

Tue, 06 Oct 2009 21:30:13 GMT
Eat a dick Livejournal, Get Am Me.

Fri, 17 Jul 2009 21:54:01 GMT
Anyone looking for rooms in Brooklyn??? Get Am Me!!!!

FREE SPM!!!!!!!!!

Wed, 21 Jan 2009 19:02:35 GMT
hahaha.. I kiid.. i kiid.. but seriously this jam reminds me of bed-stuy so much! I do see gangstas everywhere!

FIREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Mon, 13 Oct 2008 17:43:48 GMT
I was going to write a huge welcome back blog about all the crazy things that had happened in the past two months and how much these past couple weeks have sucked but from what I've acquired knowledge about on sunday... I don't think any of this matters. I will be a totally different person by the end of this year...

Rest well R, you will be deeply missed. I wish I could have said goodbye..

Thu, 08 Nov 2007 08:23:12 GMT
Happpy Birthday TOOOOOOO MEEEEEE~!

:3

Sun, 14 Oct 2007 08:35:11 GMT

I hate you stomach of infinite churning

Sat, 28 Apr 2007 04:24:35 GMT
Dear God,

Instead of being reincarnated as an autistic kid once again how about we try my life as a sea otter.

Keep on truckin,
Joshua R. Jodoin

Wed, 29 Nov 2006 10:39:24 GMT
Wait, hold up, chill, what's that son?
Damn.. nigga got fucked, shit, huh?!

Yo somethin in the street went, BANG BANG
Makin it hard for you to do your THANG THANG
Somethin in the street went, BANG BANG..

ummmm... sorry about my abscence. Day after day I overwhelm myself with the most random of activities to the point where I can't even desrcibed what happened. While life for me seems incredibly boring, stagnant, malicious, uninspiring and belittling for same reason is able to give me some of the most valuable life lessons I have ever been put into. This unfortunately has been incredibly stressed me into a writers block. bummer brah. I've been drawing alot so maby i'll just upload some crappy doodles up one day. IM LAMEEEE.

My activities pretty much scatter I read books with this old guy Jasper at the coffee shop and I go to video game tournaments when I have nothing to do on the weekends. Went to the bar last night for pool and sort of got invited to conors studio? Didn't follow through since it was a passive invite but random? I wonder how it would go considering I couldn't name one bright eyes song, i wonder if hed get mad if i cracked a winona ryder joke. no homo.

I just got your messages tonight Stephanie, sorry I didn't call back it was kind of late but I dunno if you'll read this. whatev. I'll just call tomorrow. random again.

My life is randommmmm.

Fri, 15 Sep 2006 02:04:28 GMT
Can anyone with soulseek do me a huge favor!?!?

Mon, 30 Jan 2006 17:59:42 GMT
=(

I'm INSANE.

Wed, 11 Jan 2006 15:18:11 GMT
I've always wondered why every-time I am to write in this blog why nothing ever comes out.. I can remember the times as a kid where I had so much to say. Where I had the enthusiasm to just fill my head full of knowledge or vent off my ideas through word or ink. I could babble on for hours not caring whether someone agrees or disagrees, I could always catch their eye within the next time whether I was right or wrong. Though it seems in my old age whenever there is an attempt for something meaningful to be blurted out to the world it comes out as the sparknotes for some second grade chapter book. Yes Michelle stole the allowance money because of how envious she was of Kate's good grades, she needed the motherly attention she was oh so used to. Poor Kate, I guess being a goody two shoes comes with it's ups and downs.

I cried last night, I cried for a while.. it had to be all the alcohol but at the same time it was over things that I should of dealt with long ago. These problems are ones I lie to myself about, the ones I overshadow with meaningless filth, and the ones that I try to forget to be happy. These personal frustrations are my biggest flaw yet they are what keep me on my toes, ready to better myself at any given moment but with keeping these ideas locked up I've done nothing but create a stale mate within my life.

"Do I know what I really want?" echoed through my brain as I sat in the corner of the bathroom this morning. Being alone for a week will do that to you, or to me at least. While I stared at a Q-tip that obviously missed the waste barrel there was much questioning of my motives, reasoning and inspirations in life for the reason of trying to see if they were indeed justified to my morals and expectations of what I expect for myself. Oh how I hate sub concious behavior, the way it can control my everymove without me ever recognizing it's grip on my strings making me a puppet to myself.

During all these mental trials all I could focus on was the used up q-tip just lying on a worn out frilly lime colored bath mat, both of these objects had seen their time of day, both dirty and obviously depleted of any showcase value they once had on a stores shelf. The dogs whining was what brought me out of the daze, the self questioning gone.. why was I staring at this q-tip for so long and what in that q-tip allowed me to snap? Whatever it was, it allowed me to align myself back into perspective of what I truly want for myself. A way to gain self confidence by the fact o even having it in the first place, to assure myself that I am not in denial of my true emotions.

I thank you Q-Tip.

FRIENDS ONLAYYYYY

Fri, 27 May 2005 14:56:08 GMT

FRIENDS ONLY!