i tire of posting inane things about my life online. i tire of finding out important things online rather than through personal interaction. from this point forward, if you actually want to know, ask me what is going on, or if you want me to know, tell me what is going on. this journal was like bad therapy.
best of luck to you all.

Tonight, Sara, Michelle, and I watched an episode of the show. Sara commented that the show was more about the myth of New York than anything else, besides maybe sex. And lo, I began to think. The unreal New York in Sex and the City is flooded with things in life I have no use for: thousand dollar items of clothing, hip fusion cuisine, socialites, ( Read more... )

and so it is that after devoting two years of work to get to and stay in art school, i find myself too depressed to care about or comprehend or produce a single fucking thing. and right now i want to swaddle myself in blankets and go into hibernation on the floor of my bedroom in the middle of my old books and shirts and thriceworn underwear and ( Read more... )

For those of you who were not aware, I have been fishing, and I have developed a taste for it. When my mind is occupied with the simple task of watching a bobber, it cannot dwell upon the horrors of human existence. The downside to this is that I am now consumed in a life or death struggle with a new foe: cyprinus carpio, the common river carp. He ( Read more... )

yesterday i met a guinea pig named prince pickles. it made me want to cry ( Read more... )

at some date before my recollection, the world starting spinning faster. i feel in danger of flying off of it or being crushed into the earth. no matter, the world keeps accelerating.

sara and jane

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i eat toast with guava jam, and i liberally apply hot sauce to half my food intake ( Read more... )

i finished a forty all by myself. i'm a big boy now.
i got's a new painting and i'm not going to destroy it.
i'll post a picture of it eventually so you can say nice things you don't really mean.

plans to hide in bed all day have been thwarted by basic biology.