Wiered dreams and waking to find myself perforated,
There's no words for it, its like an electric moth dancing on your tongue,
sliding in your throat,
like the cork trees that they say are going extinct,
leaving my bottle to sink, seeping red wine into the sea and pulling the ocean into me.

Fed up with all that LSD.
Need more sleep than coke or methamphetamines.
Late nights with warm, warm whiskey.
I guess the good times they were all just killing me.

I have a very unnerving feeling that won't go away. It might if I slept more, but that's never an option when I want it to be.

There's always such constant stuff to do. Life is like that I guess. I'm a little stressed about it all. Thankfully I just have a lot due tommorow and I don't think anything really for the rest of the week. I can't fucking wait till the weekend though. It's monday. Shit.

This morning I woke up and went to class and I don't think I should have. Sleep would have been better. Things are strange today, uncomfortable and on edge.

I'm going to have to drink some whiskey today, for a friend. It's not really optional. I also have to write an essay, probably after drinking whiskey.

I finished my art history mid-term. Fuck yeah. Gauguin can take his lengthy semi-existentialist titles and shove them up his ass ( Read more... )

Next week is my spring break sort of thing. Actually its called "reading week" but that's unbelieveably unappealling sounding and I have no plans to do any reading. If you feel like coming up, get in touch with me, I can promise atleast a mediocre time but I'll aim for superb ( Read more... )

This week has been a bit much. I dropped Directed Projects. I was just a bit too tired of a coked up 50 year old ranting about... everything on a friday morning at 8. Wednesday was fucked up. Lindsey feinted, almost out of the blue. Then she hit her head on the corner of the doorframe when she fell. She's sort of concussed, I'm worried but niether ( Read more... )

Well, I pierced my ear. Really it took a couple friends and some whiskey, apparently I have very resilient earlobes. I want to start using it as sort of like... a miniature gallery space ( Read more... )

Well I have the internet again. It's sort of wiered. School is sort of hard to follow this semester. I'm just barely keeping up with all my classes ( Read more... )