so more on last night and this morning later, but for now...the afternoon. no cellphone change, no rhodia products in the art supply store, but i did buy a full sized sealy mattress of the best compromise between firmness and price ( Read more... )

so calvin and i were bored.

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( so hellof materialistic )

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The Thermals
Chin Up Chin Up

the fillmore, monday october 23.

please tell me someone is down; let me know.

okay so i lied a little bit.

im not starting out tomorrow as a pizzamaker.

im starting tomorrow as a person doing something dumb early in the morning, then dogwalking, then taking a powernap, then pizza-making.

so i show up to lo coco's at three fifty eight, expecting a stern woman to glance up from her watch dismissively. she was ten minutes late, and within the first five minutes of our conversation, i was hired.

so i start tomorrow as a pizzamaker.

what the fuck, life?

i didnt feel lost this weekend. i didnt get lost this weekend. ive never seen the show lost.


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i need a little help with my calculus; can you integrate my natural log?

i guess i didnt really explain the story.

im in the process of editing that story to make it less retarded and mo' betta.

kyle lee has agreed that he'll illustrate the childrens' stories i write, so i dusted this old one off to get the ball rolling.

expect more.

There once was a fellow named steve. he had a huge head. he was nine years old and green. he had stick-up hair and bulging eyes. he didnt really look too creepy, but he looked a bit like a chihuahua. no no, pudgier than a chihuahua. big cheeks, slender neck, tiny bony shoulders with a rootbeer belly. chicken thin legs ( Read more... )