so i did this canadian tv thing the other night. i guess it's syndicated all through europe or something.
now milions of canadians europeans will get to see my stupid face on their TV screen bullshitting about female friendly pornography. great.

courtney love. blah.

something was really bothering me about that last journal entry.

as you were.

so i sort of quit, i wasn't quite sure what that entailed when i did it. i think what it means is that you can't expect to see me in any troma movies, or present so much on the site (unless i've just had some pics posted). and after the final 3 sets i've got locked away in the SG vaults, you definitely won't be hearing from me again. so eat it up kids. i'm just trying super hard right now not to let my SG association take up more than a tiny chunk of my life. and if you ask me, suicide girls is much bigger than the sum of it's parts now, and sometimes it's hard to lay low when you get naked on a site that's been featured on nightline, and noted in spin magazine. i'm just really not to keen on the publicity anymore. but thanks again for all the support gang.
i'm putting together a zine about breaking up. if you want to contribute, email any short stories, comics or prose on the subject to me. no poetry please.

On that note-- I quit.
So long everyone, this just isn't my bag anymore.

Yesterday I hung out with a couple of new friends of mine. We traipsed all around Portland, back and forth over the bridges during the night, and enjoyed the quality of conversation that you can only get with someone you don't know that well, (and after you've had a few.) The drinks were free and the night was pleasant. It was pretty refreshing. Anyhow, it seems i have lost my cigarettes since then. no big deal. Back to my To Do list.

very interesting brian.
don't worry, i will dig up something on you as well you little bastard.

fuck.

So i took some new pictures yesterday. They are super kickass, but you know, by the time that you see them plenty of things will have happened that i cannot even begin to predict. Maybe Osama Bin Laden will slip a nasty laxative into President Bush's oatmeal early one morning, and he will be stuck on the pot for the rest of the day. The whole Al Qaeda (spell?) will be high fiving each other.. Or maybe the sun will expand and consume the galaxy as it begins to dwarf. In that case, you won't see my pictures at all. But they are super cute, and I made a little bit of money. I'm thinking about getting some tattoo work done. I am going to buy some morrissey tickets for somewhere, that's for sure. I was a rabid Moz fan in my day you know, and i will be standing in the front fighting off all the gay guys and chubby girls weilding a bouquet of gladiolas.

So... What are YOU getting me for my birthday?

i wonder if morrissey is 21+, the fastixx web site said it was, so i haven't tried to get tickets yet.
Does anybody know for sure?
me and spooky have been kicking it nonstop.
he's a very nice guy.

i'm going to a party tonight, i'm gonna spin game. word.

omigod.
morrissey is coming to portland.