i move now.

if you want to find me, email thanks. if i want to read you, i add you already.

strange days... today i went out with the sole intention of finding a job and got talent-spotted to be a model. during the interview, i tried to convince them that they do indeed need a photographer (they actually don't have one), a good one - me. and failed. but i'm certainly not going to pay money for someone else to take photos of me. also ( Read more... )

HA! i am going to la salle after all!

on a less cheerful note, some of my full metal panic episodes have gone missing.

someone emailed me wanting to use skillless suffering, artless grace in a film. it made me so happy i almost cried. i wish i could be a musician. write nice songs for people to listen to. but i have no guitar anymore. i'd buy one but i have no money. but i can safely say i'll be banging away on my piano until i get one ( Read more... )

er... ok. contrary to not-so-popular belief i am not ( Read more... )

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kirk: the only thing that's truly yours is the rest of humanity.

i'm going to fucking burn out on myself. i'm heading for a crash and i know it. and i know it. jesus.

part of me wants to accelerate the disaster, part of me wants to turn the fuck around, part of me is laughing like crazy, part of me is optimistic about the aftermath, part of me just doesn't care.

now which is which? what is each ( Read more... )

i'm really a mess of contradictions.

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