Below are the 2 most recent journal entries recorded in bad_liver's LiveJournal:

Monday, October 17th, 2005
1:59 pm	Very Unusual It's raining like hell over here in Los Angeles. There's no hail, but the drops are heavy and wide, and sound as if they'd shatter my windshield at any given moment. It's 2pm, and the sky's lit up like an autumn in Portland. I love it. It's not news or anything, but it seems I am a much more functional sentient as a lone sentient, as opposed to one that is attached. I might possibly be charming, witty, and altogether as close to content as I might get under these circumstances. It's just that I've had a lot more practice being on my own that I may have forgotten how to share my life with someone. I do get lonely, sure. Teeth-clenching, whiskey-drinkin' lonely. Who doesn't? However, it would be nothing short of selfish if I were to let someone open this can of worms. Upon retrospect, there are worse things than being lonesome. (Comment on this)
Wednesday, October 5th, 2005
2:33 pm	Start Over In case you folks couldn't tell(or care), this is the fella formerly known as sonicreducer, or J.C. to those who know me a little better. I felt it takes a lot less effort to start over with a brand new journal than to tally up and delete all the idiots I've accumulated in the last 6 years. It's not an entirely brand new start though. I added you, whose journals I apparently enjoy reading. Like Rats When there's too many of them in one cage, they'll start turning on each other. I guess it was just my time to get my tail chewed on. Regardless, nature or not, they can all go to hell. I introduced them to each other. I took them to all my secret hideaways. The railroad tracks I've been going to since I was 13 to escape parental inclusion, the hilltop that overlooks the whole of Los Angeles, and I even showed them how to get atop the old renovated 1940s hotel's rooftop without risking falling off the fire escape. I'm not hurt. I don't leave that window open for anyone. It's just that I can't afford to go to a bar every night. Sometimes, all you get is a bottle of cheap wine and some time to reflect. Where am I going to do that now? (Comment on this)