blahhh. sitting around, avoiding studying for my server test at me new job. the boi is @ work. so what do i do? listen to converter and daydream of going on a zombie hunt. kant wait 2 see shaun of the dead...eeeee! have cool new desktop, so can cut off cyber-zombie heads at will. tah, i am sooo nerdy. oh well, prolongued exposure to indiana will do ( Read more... )

back in indiana... a sucker for love i got sucked back into the armpit of the midwest. a bit of an insomniac 2nite. have to work tomorrow am, but all i want to do now is listen to my noise and wait for the boi to return. well, really, i wish i was in chicago right now, dancing the night away in some club. sigh. trying to maintain a good outlook, ( Read more... )

grrr! worst day ever, v.2.o. this week sux, all coz of work, well mostly. i sooo need a new job. one that doesn't entail hardcore cleaning and bitch work. i so wanna go on o stompy bloody massacre and KILL KILL KILL, hehehe. yah, i've lost it. all i wanna do is go out and dance and no one to go w/so oh well. timw to just go draw sum cartoon

ugh, i am dyyyyying. blah, been sick for days, yet slaving away at work wo can pay rent. broke and sick. poop. sitting around, listening to gridlock, staring at the wall. kant breath. cold is death. now you all know my pain, mwahahahah.

muse: connection. this paradox, paradigm. two truths held superior. left and right brain, translated into a recognizable pattern. connect. impersonal meaning filtered through personal truths. path, ink in vein, release ( Read more... )

ugh, i am feeling uber superficial...poor but desirous of new clothing. my want for a new corset is verging on need, but oh well. ya for being a starving artist. hoping to start on a new painting soon...but i have so many ongoing projects, and i feel a need to focus on comic work...but instead i'm here, wheee! god, all these entries sound so vapid ( Read more... )

gaaah. so bored. 'tis friday night, i
am all dressed up w/no place to go. suppose this is coz i am poor and the boi is even poorer. this is not a night for deep thought, poetic words. friday is a wino's holliday. i will contribute more later, time to go listen to more static and buzz.

ugh. spent day as corporate machine slave. came home to vent through art for comic. wanted to kill tv for its abundance of "reality" shows. blah.
new to this board. hi all. time to go listen to some static noise and fall in to dreams of electric sheep. and eating brains.