well now that i'm gainfully employed in the right place for me i can start to stabilize and pursue my interests other than booze, romance and partying, namely viscera-rending horror and reading about suicide and gay sex. ah, another calm evening at home. work tomorrow ( Read more... )

so i watched the remake of john carpenter's "the fog." eh. worth watching, but also horrible and not good ( Read more... )

What Ezra Means
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NYE, NYE, NYE, NYE... i can't take it anymore. that's it. i've officially snapped. i'm getting the fuck out of here. i'm selling the rest of my shit, getting drunk and trying desperately to wake up in another town. i can't deal with my own shit anymore. i can't run away from myself, but i can sure as hell try! it's obvious nobody fucking ( Read more... )

wow, so i think i might have a pretty decent job! if i get it food and shelter should only take a few more weeks/months whatever ( Read more... )

how? how the fuck do i perpetually manage to do this shit to my life? what fucking eldritch mad gods of chaos have claimed my destiny as a stake in their sick game? why is it that i can always say exactly the wrong thing in sickenly explicit detail FOR HOURS ON END!?!? when the fuck will people stop provoking me into making things exactly so ( Read more... )

i swear, too much sci-fi when i was a kid ( Read more... )

you gotta love DENVER.fuck, i really need to get off the computer before i go REALLY REALLY insane. as it is i thing i might have to go out, drink and wander the streets in a daze for awhile. it's nice to stay positive and constructive. i definately learned a lot from my stay at high mayhem (like how not to chip the doorjam off the front door ( Read more... )

fuckin' crazy shit out here fuck.

at some point i'll write a synopsis of what happened at high mayhem (or at least what i caught.) it's really no fucking wonder the new york times flew in their art correspondent. i don't think i can ever talk shit about the santa fe art community ever again ( Read more... )