i slept in a blanket fort last night and i watched the community blanket fort episode in it.
i love my new friends. they even made food and gave me comfy pants

did you just say powerstance?



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x9J65j2GNzw

he farts from the hip!

p.s.: why does that guy get a million views ??

Because of that power stance yo.

been having too many uncool dreams about real life: being in a job, being in my old job, then with members of my family and at the end, being ironic giving new info about the pixies to a pixies fan, friend of mine, who however remained silent while i was talking to him.



also i dont understand how someone who owns a gallery, would go and paint the walls yellow.
--thats for real.

Typing this a few feet from Lake Conroe. The vehicle is packed and I'm headed out of town for a few days on a golf trip with my dad and brother.

Back in time Wednesday night for DEPECHE MODE :)

I had a meal while watching evil dead and I threw up in my plate

Hello? Is there anybody in there? Just nod if you can hear me... Is there anyone at home?

pink floyd is depressing!!!!

HOLA CRAYONS

/nod

Yoooo tomorrow is mah last day of work for this week and then Friday ill be off to Lexington KY to see mah two favorite women in the world. Kim Gordon and Kazu Makino(blonde redhead). Judnakaosjnsjwjajan Chelsea Wolfe, another amazing woman, will also be performing.

Also hyped to see clinic. They so cool.

nothing irrelevant about that. congrats! enjoy.

in 20 minutes I'll have a cuter haircolour!

in 30 mins i ll leave and be back home after 11 hours.
i ll go to the graveyard with my mother, for my grandmother's grave. saw her in my dreams of course. then at my parents, then for a coffee with a new friend, then for drawing.

two hours later and it is removed.

What a rip. Please tell me that you spent those two hours watching it.

Had these a few months ago, started up again last night. They were nightmarish in the sense that it was a reliving scenarios of my worst moments in real life only revisited in a different, mundane but newly painful way. I woke up so damned pissed and depressed I didn't know what was affecting me worse, the anger or the sorrow. Its still fucking with me a paper-cut on your right hand that grazes everything you touch and stings, not bad enough to stop you, but strong enough to burn all the way to the depth and core your being. Sighs. Fuck, Shit. and my dreams are usually so pleasant and enjoyable..

dreams they complement my life (dreams they complicate my life)