Time had withered away the renments of spirt left in my soul. My eyes, blurried by the constant, evil flashes of the hideous orbs burning upon me from above, were forever fixated on clock hands that never seemed to move, as if they were arms of Sisyphus, weak from his heavy burden. I too, was weak.

After constant anticipation and yearning to be ( Read more... )

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My friend Bailey's myspace blog needs to be read. Just because.

This morning at 5:30 am when I had to get up for work, it was warmer than it is now.

All I needed was a light jacket, and I didn't even need to warm up the car for too long. Now it's like the fucking Arctic.

My photography career seems to be picking up a bit. I've been getting more hours lately, thanks to some people leaving the company. Last night I took some portraits of dancers from some arts and recreations place in Versailles. Little girls in goofy costumes with two tooth grins, crazy bitch moms obsessed with their hair, and nerdy dads who want ( Read more... )

But I guess, despite the fact that a couple people thought I was the lead singer of Dead or Alive, that I pulled off a pretty good Elle Driver. If only Jo still had his Samurai sword.


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A chevy aveo sedan in icelandic blue. Woot!

Well, in case you've been living under a rock...or, to put it in better terms, you've not been living under my rock, then you should probably know that I've been unemployed for a while ( Read more... )

We saw Hal Sparks at Comedy off Broadway last night. He is a tiny little man in person.

He made an obscure reference to Croatia and Maria and I were the only two people in the house that wooted.

He also said his dick is a pussy, because it hates the cold water.

Never say Never...Okay, I'll never fuck your mom.