Indeed, the song of life seems to play a quite steady tune of dischord for me.

First, off, Taylor, if you ever read this, I'm sorry for airing your personal stuff man... I just need a place to vent where I don't feel like somebody will have some stupid BS to say in response. At the moment, that happens to be here. A blog in which not very many people read. At least, none that read it for reading... or something like that. And, if you somehow feel weirded out by what I say about you, then... well... yeah.

So anyway, on with the tour.

I mentioned Taylor in my last post. Said, he was hard to get ahold of and stuff. Well, I learned that was because of his mother. She didn't seem very nice from the few things I heard. So I kinda' wanted to do something to get him away from her... but I couldn't. I didn't feel like I knew him or her enough to really know the situation and do something about it. Well... as fate would have it, he's now away from her. He's also going to be away from me and everyone else for a long long time... if not forever.
According to him, the lovely woman killed someone while driving drunk. Thus, she is in jail and will most likely stay there for a long long long time. Now, his dad lives here in the city... but the oh so thoughtful court system decided that Taylor's dad didn't meet Taylor's standards of living. To me, thats total bullshit. Your going to take the kid away from everyone he knows and cares about just because his dad is a little strapped for cash or whatever the case may be? Now, I don't know if Taylor wants to move with his dad, I really can't say, I didn't push it any further than that. I'm just saying what I feel about what I was told.
So, anyway, he's moving in with his cousins in Ohio. It's not THAT far from here, but it's far enough that I can't visit. I can't invite him over for the weekend, or drive over to hang out with him or any of that. It's too far. A days drive, maybe more, but too far none the less.
He said he'd like to come back for the summer and he could always move back here when he turns 18, but... that'll depend on how things go. Hopefully when he moves and gets settled in and stuff we'll be able to talk more. I'll keep in touch for sure, I don't really want to let this one go.
To me, this kid is perfect. He's everything I want in a person as far as I can tell. I have no reason to believe that he's lying to me or not talking to me for some not so nice reason. I just plain like him. But, at the same time, I don't feel like I can say that for real. We still, by my standards, hardly know each other. We've still never seen each other outside of pictures and we've barely talked on the phone. So I don't know... I like him, I'd go for him if he'd have me. But with all this junk going on, I kinda' doubt anything will come from it. He's an adorable young guy, and I'm an older not so great looking person. (Yes I have self confidence problems about how I look, STFU thanks.) We're going to be seperated by hundreds of miles. He'll probably find some nice guy there and make new friends and that'll be it. After this crap I just don't have any optimism toward things like that. I'm going to talk to him, and do what I can, but I can't really look forward to anything anymore. That's not to say I wont keep looking, but after oh... 13... 14... 15 or so failed attempts... I just don't have a good outlook anymore. 

On top of that, work is picking up. December is peak season, where things suck. Most of the time apparently, it's slow all day. It's just that the days are so fucking long. And on the week of the 19th, the days are going to be even longer. So I shall smuggle in an iPod shuffle or something to keep me busy. Got it all planned out spy style but I wont say it here incase some UPS Nazi security is watching me or something...

Oh well, that's all for now.