I can play my ribcage like a xylaphone

Sorry if everyone hates me

some art

gareth, it's so over.

thom and i are speaking again.

how do you spell rejection? reality?

ive been listening to the magnetic fields all day




where the workers stand in querulous rows awaiting dislocation
I will be there too
when you're cashing in your food stamps
when you're sleeping in a cattle train
I'll be with you
pushing up against the ticket counter window
face against the glass
bleeding from the waist
and kissing to be chaste
it is said that those who will not rest
have been cursed to tramp
like soldiers through the marshes
or that blessed are the ones who leave the stage
like babies falling fast asleep

so I twice am cursed and twice am stuck
affixed to this corner of the earth
that old river keeps on rolling
but the old man doesn't see it
he just stands there with his eyes closed
asking: "where'd you go? Where'd you go?"

so whererever you may sleep tonight
be it bed or bedrock, home, or open field:
when your breathing slows and your eyes are closed
and you begin to yield
then whatever you have taken as your pillow
may it serve as mine as well

underneath the weeping willow I will wait for you forever
my eyes forever closed
asking: "where'd you go? where'd you go?"

iki this and iki that

my body is a cage that keeps me from dancing with the one I love.

my mind holds the key.

set my spirit free.

i have met the welsh love of my life.


too bad he is about 37. Also an amazing artist.



dude, he was totally flirting with me. and I accepted.

time to wake up matt reynolds

so soon.




Brotherhood's our rule that cannot bend!!!

woo thanks pennywise.

Caleb had to go to the hospital. It sucked. I really hate hospitals.

Thankfully we are both all done barfing and I am getting to finally sit and rest and caleb is doing the same.

First Friday was sweet.
Sweet Hipster party.
hung out with deepa and kelly.
Maymont was so lovely.

and soup from Erich

im making mashed red potatoes with feta cheese. mmmm

such a stressful week at work and in school.
but now the week is over and i am in the golden.

so i will take this time to play DS

i am statically charged by SO MANY TVS.

i feel like shit today.


i even played guitar for about 2 hours.
haven't done that in awhile.

Lovers turn into monsters at the loss of all affection
Almost like it was the affection that kept them from being monsters
And I could have used some warning
I was on that porch all morning
Smoking cigarettes






i smoked all my cigarette butts
i suck

fucking sick.

Jocelyn is fucking her boyfriend.
They generally, do it fast, and loud.

Just thought I'd share that tidbit. I hate loud neighbors.