Dusting it off by blowing it with a air pump

Three and a half years since I last posted on this blog. Many things have changed since then. Surprisingly I still follow the philosophy I developed about everything being colored in some shade of grey after such a long time. I've now left my parents and have been living on my own since May, almost exactly three years since I first stopped posting. I've taken up cooking as a possible career choice, bad idea. (thanks mom) I now work as a general manager of a store that sells ice cream and cookies. (Haagen Dazs and Nestle Toll House to be exact) I've practically stopped DJing completely about two years ago because I found I would much rather be enjoying good music rather than producing it. This can probably be attributed to the death of the man I idolized as a DJ, Seba Jun, and the subsequent year was my passion for it slowly dying. I listen to practically everything besides top 40's dance and most pop music. I've gotten into cars, went off and bought a 2005 Mitsubishi Lancer Evolution GSR. I've since tracked the car once but have taken it to the canyons. I've also since sent the car into the repair shop three times in the year that I have owned it, two times for stupid reasons and one time for massive damage to the car that warped the frame a little bit. The family has lost the house in Arcadia, and I'm happy that they have since I felt the house has been a major source of our dysfunctionality and unhappiness. I've jumped to two other majors and returned to English in the end. Gained about 50 pounds to stop at about 200. Reconnected to some teachers and professors that were major influences in my life. Gone off the deep end and have developed insomnia. Got into a love/hate relationship with games and gaming. I may or may not post on here again anytime soon. Who knows, I might feel inclined to publish more things on the internet if the planets align themselves.