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sitting in the dark, eating ichiban noodles. "oriental" flavour. the film i'm editing repeats on the television behind me into, uh, 'luminescent obscurity'. what needs to change what needs to change what needs to change. always focused on these details, Jean-Luc finds it creeping it's way into my, i mean his, everyday life. he is the one that will ( Read more... )

when i was in calgary at christmastime, my friend tia called me up and told me to come and meet her at a houseparty. when i got there a few hours later there were three people there, sitting on the couch, and two of them were passed out. the one that wasn't passed out immediately jumped out of her chair, ran past me to the corner directly behind ( Read more... )

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when i was 13 i went to my grandfather's house with my mom. it was summertime and he wanted me to help him weed wack his back yard. he said he would give me money. as soon as we got there my mom left, and my grandfather decided to show me old filmstrips of when my mom was a young girl. later, he asked if i wanted to wrestle and i said yes. my ( Read more... )

something that just occured to me is that i never ever want to go bald ( Read more... )

i just wrote the longest journal entry ever.
and then erased it.

you didn't want to read it anyways.
i'll leave the original subject heading up though, to spark controversy.

i was pretty pissed about that whole cat air mattress thing but then i went for a coffee and read my book and i felt better ( Read more... )

the fucking cats popped my fucking air mattress.