I'm almost positive moving to savannah had everything to do with the demise of mine and ryans relationship. This may be selfish, but i dont want to be second to a career. I dont consider sitting on the couch together while ryan draws and i watch a movie spending time together. I dont consider talking about tattoos and comics quality conversations. ( Read more... )

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my gums where my wisdom tooth is coming in (came in? i dont know) are infected. it fucking hurts ( Read more... )

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check out my sweet pidgeon.


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The last couple days have been pretty awesome...worthy of writing in here. Tuesday night ryan and i bbq'd by ourselves. we made filet mingon with wine sauce and some blue cheese stuff and some corn and asparagus. it doesnt sound like much i guess, but it was the best meal ever. yesterday we just started packing up the apartment...paul called at ( Read more... )

I'm 21 now. My birthday was the best one i've had in years. blairdo got me a ticket to see joan jett at cbgbs...i'm fuckin stoked! i had a zombie party...sort of. my friends and i dressed like zombies...went to a halloween themed restaurant...then went bar hopping ( Read more... )

ok. for serious.

ryans moving to savannah to apprentice (tattoo) with his friend dave. hes leaving in a month, and i'm (probably) following after in the middle of july.

great, grand.

oh yeah, all that shit means...

i'm more than likely moving to the deep south to join bustlin billys bayou banjo brigade.

new city, new life.

why am i so mysterious

i cant bring myself to be completely open on the internet anymore. ah well.

so i'm moving again, probably. how predictable of me.

i may be doing another magic trick soon. houdini type shit, my specialty.

this time, it wont be as willing as the rest.

eeeeeeeeh.

i'm happy for him, sad for the future situation, and uncertain of my plan of action.