AN UPDATE OF EPIC PROPORTIONS or AT LEAST ONE MAN'S VIEW ON LIFE

It actually starts here...

http://www.confessionsofacerealeater.blog-city.com/read/864293.htm

well when it comes to the fear of snakes...still got em...the fear of heights...well right now I work as a "driver" in the warehouse, which mainly means I have to get product for other employees...and that means going about 19 or so feet off the ground standing on a pallet and realizing that the fall from this height would not only hurt, but the bouncing off the racking would probably do alot of damage...but it's getting less terrifying everyday. One day I hope to just be nervous of heights, instead of freaking scared shiznitless of them. Guns...well they still weird me out, but as soon as it's nice, I am gonna go on a range.

Now on to other things...

I lost my best buddy in the world. I've not kept many things in my world. I sell DVD's and CD's even though I love both. I sold 95 percent of my comics, and I still love reading the ones I still have. I've sold books but once they were gone, I didn't think about them at all. The only true constant in my life for the past 11 years was a little ball of fur named Rocky. He was a chinchilla. Now he's gone. I miss him terribly. I never thought there would come a time when I wouldn't have him in my life. I know there were times I didn't do enough for him, but he was always there. During the happy times, and during the low times. He was my best little buddy, and it really pisses me off that he left me. I know, I know "it's just a stupid chin" but he was a constant. Now my constant is gone. I hate knowing that I wasn't there. I hate knowing that he passed away alone. I hate knowing that. I truly do. I hate the fact that I keep being to late to be there. I hate the fact that I know I will lose more people and pets in my life and I can't do a damn thing about it. I hate being mortal and having mortal thoughts and not being able to change any of that. But mostly I just miss him. Alot.

You know I was gonna write more, but for today the confessional is done...

I remain a man a lot more empty than I was before named

Jose