things have been pretty good lately. a landscape with magic snaps, a wind tunnel that sometimes sparks. we have a ghost that i named huebert, he's friendly and only fairs poorly in the mornings. i found myself drawn to sculpture - of the fibers and non-traditional kind - and i'm switching around, again. all these projects that i've been working on ( Read more... )

scott came to town. it was alright. surreal, but all right.
in unrelated news,  my roommate and i are starting a band called   dope sick bitch.

i'll be playing the mini-harmonica and the spoons and singing in a song entitled "fuggin"
maybe slide guitar, too, if i can find one to borrow again and get better at

 i think i may just have a head on my shoulders again, finally. 

 "last night i went to sleep on a park bench. no hobo. "

 i have so much love to give, now

but i love my tumblr way too much
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my apartment just got a cat from the pound, a thirteen yr old beaut ! she has tiny sneezes that cause her to pee just a bit, and this makes me go mushy. i sort of want to name her snuffles.

life is good, right now, right this moment, and i'm content with that.

i'm coming back.

I think over the past year and I feel as if I became something, plowing headfirst, without being aware of it, or knowledgeable as to what that 'something' was. I feel a multitude of negativity about the way my mind started to churn, the attitudes I kept, the things I wrote here -- and I detest them. I don't remember where I was coming from. Not ( Read more... )

tomorrow is the day i've been waiting a year for now.
so, hey, life.. be ready to be grabbed by the horns.