Well I guess I've decided to update this thing ( Read more... )

It's been a while.

Living in Cambridge is nice. Not living with my old house-mates is better. However, this constant battle in my head is getting old.


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Well, I got offered a job in NYC as a GM for a Youth Hostel. If they pay me what I am asking in salary I guess I'm moving to NYC.

Go figure.

Sometimes I pretend to be a writer - in turn I please myself with the words that drunkenly spill from my pen ( Read more... )

It is eighty fucking four degrees in Boston right now.

The tightrope walker that embodies my ever changing emotional state has finally, almost, made it to the end. Suddenly there is a breeze from the south that forces him to teeter between falling to the left which will end in devastation and falling to the right where the safety net has been strategically placed. Unfortunately for this tight rope ( Read more... )

Edit:

I am an asshole.

It is strange how often I can't be bothered less a select group of people who entirely grate on my nerves or a different select who may more may ot but can easily be forgiven. I think it is half a shame that I drift through my days half drunk pretending to not give a fuck whereas in my head I am a complete catastrophic mess that somehow manages to ( Read more... )

I'm headed for a meltdown.

And so I conclude yet another night slightly drunk, chain smoking cigarettes with paint on my hands and thousand thoughts on my mind. My eyes have been darting between my newest work in progress and the photograph it is derived from for the past half hour. I am beginning to believe - that perhaps - there is some sort of artistic talent that dwells ( Read more... )