PICS
and now for a great big "anyway..."
with the glory of warmth comes the volcanic eruption of spawn from the safety of their parent's homes. it is all hormones and energy drinks and senseless shrieking in the streets, though certainly preferable to them locking themselves up in front of a television, in their defense. summer is rapidly approaching and my annual fear of the three month youth invasion is beginning to simmer. the teenage population in my new neighborhood is of ghastly proportions and therefore i must keep my curtains drawn like a crotchety old spinster when school is not in session. for some hideous reason i am being mistaken up here for one of them and sixteen year old boys are far bolder than i recall. you would think the arms and legs full of tattoos might tip them off to the fact that i am ten years their senior, but apparently these connections are meaningless. it is bad enough with all of the grown men who harass us women on the streets, thinking (for some reason unbeknownst to us) that we actually want to interrupt our otherwise pleasant stroll to speak to them after they spew some inane verbiage our way, offering not even an ant's crumb that they may be an intelligible suitor or even a good lay at that.
now that i have purged these gripes from my system i will breathe an eloquent "fuck it" and embrace with open arms the fact that the frigid and fruitless winter has departed and that the creepy nun in the ice cream truck is back on the streets filling my evenings with mystery and if nothing else, song.
i will now regale you with some high-quality flip-phone photographs:
MUNICIPAL WASTE, RICHMOND THRASH REPRESENTED THROUGH PITTSBURGH TRASH! \m/
THE SMOKE OF MY INCENSE BEARING AN UNCANNY RESEMBLANCE TO THE HEAD OF BAPHOMET!
oh, how i love when these tiny reminiscences pop-up unexpectedly; they are just sprinkles on a metalhead's cupcake.
also, this rather fine photo was taken after wrapping up a work event aka grilling burgers for the masses. proof to you that i am in possession of gainful, non soul-crushing, and i dare say enjoyable employment. at least until the wrath of winter attempts to overturn the ship sailed by food truckers far and wide.
A CONFEDERACY OF DUNCES IS AN AMAZING WORK OF LITERATURE. i could not put it down. i had off sunday and monday and excepting a few hours in which i wandered off for groceries and to play a game of scrabble i literally spent them devouring it.
for over-the-top, cheesy gore lovers THE UNDERTAKER AND HIS PALS is A FUCKING GEM that i discovered with the purchase of a "flesh feast" boxed set for a mere two dollars and fifty cents.
and they say nothing's a bargain anymore. ha! i would have paid millions for it!
i do apologize for this sudden excess in capitalization, by the way. i do not mean to yell at you, or rather at your precious eyeballs.
these next few days will be pure, working madness.
trucking all over the fucking place and underwear bar tending at 31st street pub tomorrow (hint hint, pittsburghers
)
happy hump day!
go hump someone or something or at least enjoy the beautiful sunshine.
and on that note it is time to scurry down the block to work.
until we meet again, my love noodles....
<3 Rexx
with the glory of warmth comes the volcanic eruption of spawn from the safety of their parent's homes. it is all hormones and energy drinks and senseless shrieking in the streets, though certainly preferable to them locking themselves up in front of a television, in their defense. summer is rapidly approaching and my annual fear of the three month youth invasion is beginning to simmer. the teenage population in my new neighborhood is of ghastly proportions and therefore i must keep my curtains drawn like a crotchety old spinster when school is not in session. for some hideous reason i am being mistaken up here for one of them and sixteen year old boys are far bolder than i recall. you would think the arms and legs full of tattoos might tip them off to the fact that i am ten years their senior, but apparently these connections are meaningless. it is bad enough with all of the grown men who harass us women on the streets, thinking (for some reason unbeknownst to us) that we actually want to interrupt our otherwise pleasant stroll to speak to them after they spew some inane verbiage our way, offering not even an ant's crumb that they may be an intelligible suitor or even a good lay at that.
now that i have purged these gripes from my system i will breathe an eloquent "fuck it" and embrace with open arms the fact that the frigid and fruitless winter has departed and that the creepy nun in the ice cream truck is back on the streets filling my evenings with mystery and if nothing else, song.
i will now regale you with some high-quality flip-phone photographs:
MUNICIPAL WASTE, RICHMOND THRASH REPRESENTED THROUGH PITTSBURGH TRASH! \m/
THE SMOKE OF MY INCENSE BEARING AN UNCANNY RESEMBLANCE TO THE HEAD OF BAPHOMET!
oh, how i love when these tiny reminiscences pop-up unexpectedly; they are just sprinkles on a metalhead's cupcake.
also, this rather fine photo was taken after wrapping up a work event aka grilling burgers for the masses. proof to you that i am in possession of gainful, non soul-crushing, and i dare say enjoyable employment. at least until the wrath of winter attempts to overturn the ship sailed by food truckers far and wide.
A CONFEDERACY OF DUNCES IS AN AMAZING WORK OF LITERATURE. i could not put it down. i had off sunday and monday and excepting a few hours in which i wandered off for groceries and to play a game of scrabble i literally spent them devouring it.
for over-the-top, cheesy gore lovers THE UNDERTAKER AND HIS PALS is A FUCKING GEM that i discovered with the purchase of a "flesh feast" boxed set for a mere two dollars and fifty cents.
and they say nothing's a bargain anymore. ha! i would have paid millions for it!
i do apologize for this sudden excess in capitalization, by the way. i do not mean to yell at you, or rather at your precious eyeballs.
these next few days will be pure, working madness.
trucking all over the fucking place and underwear bar tending at 31st street pub tomorrow (hint hint, pittsburghers
)happy hump day!
go hump someone or something or at least enjoy the beautiful sunshine.
and on that note it is time to scurry down the block to work.
until we meet again, my love noodles....
<3 Rexx
hello, earthlings 
it is night-time and though i still do not have internet set up in my apartment i am typing up a bit of a blog for you, which you will receive with the rising sun.
thanks to a kind human i have acquired a couch and am lounging on it naked and comfortably. i did not truly appreciate the glory of a couch until i did not have one for a month. also, i have alas replaced the curtains of the dead with some cheerful black ones (as morticia addams would say). boris is playing. my skeleton rests on the mantle and coffee on the coffee table (how appropriate, isn't it?) even though it is dark and i will regret it when i am lying still awake as the sun begins to rise.
moving was not just a move for me but unexpectedly marked an onslaught of change in my life. change in ways that are monumental to me but barely noticeable to anyone on the outside. i have rediscovered an independence i lost without even noticing and have begun to embrace once again those tiny things in life that make me happy even if no one else understands.
a few blogs ago in poetic passing i questioned if it would be as easy to erase my old home as it was with all of the others…not that i was trying to, it has just seemed to be how it goes.
well,
it was not as easy
but it was easier than i thought it would be
for i honestly did not think it would happen at all
it was not that life was bad there, it was very good in many respects. i shared countless late nights with amazing people but i sort of succumbed to the joys of those i was surrounded by rather than my own joys
i am sorry for these elusive comments of which i am famous for never elaborating on but a sweet girl once told me that her mother often advised her 'the less said, the better'
i never forgot it. nothing has ever made more sense, for the opinions and thoughts of others do get mixed up in one's own mind far more easily than you might think. you don't even notice!
what i will share with you is that after five years of submitting sets , i will no longer be an active participant in shooting for the site.
my oldest member review sets by nodawn did extremely well at their time. they were among the highest commented on and rated in member review. they were not bought.
i then shot with cherry and my set had more comments and was more loved than almost any other set submitted around the same time.
it was not bought.
the last two that i have submitted did not do so well in member review and for reasons which i understand.
sea hag was a very special set for me. it evoked a feeling which was exactly what i had desired going into it. i got to meet liz, who is an amazing lady both personally and artistically. burning witch is one of my favorite bands of all time and has deeply impacted my life. i am a metalhead. i live for metal. i constantly search for that which is darker, heavier. burning witch is the ultimate in doom to me. the lighting in the set was slightly overcast. i felt completely in my element. i wanted to portray the feeling that i get when i listen to their album, crippled lucifer, which is that of pure satisfaction that only a metalhead and lover of doom can understand. it turned out exactly as i wanted. it was not bright and it was not cheery. it was a bit fuzzy, not quite in focus all of the time. there were no frills. the ocean was vast and merciless, like the music that i love.
i had dedicated my life to metal, and ever since i had discovered this music for myself, i had been incessantly drawn toward ever heavier bands. i first heard black sabbath's monumentally dark vol. 4 album on a cassette secretly borrowed from my best friend's sister in 1976. i was thirteen, and although i had listened to some heavy rock before, vol.4 profoundly changed my perception of what such music was able to convey.
my subsequent fascination with increasingly darker and heavier music could probably be best described as an addiction
-tom gabriel fischer
i have been a member of suicide girls for a very long time and i am well aware of what it has become and in that regard i knew in my heart that this set would not be bought for almost the same reasons that i liked it, technical proficiency, and it is completely understandable. i will never remove it because i know that those who understand me musically will appreciate it and that is all that i can ask for, as i have not been lucky enough to meet many people in life to share this passion with.
someone once tagged my sets with "no natural beauty" which i was not personally bothered by but made me sick considering the amount of photoshopping done on the sets that do well these days whereas mine hardly have any.
i remember the olden days. raw, truly alternative sets for the time. not overly photoshopped or photoshopped at all. all conveying personality. blogging actually mattered. personality and being punk or goth or metal or at least not complaining about boys and being fat and asking members for gifts and money openly in your blog mattered. i am sickened by some of the posts that i see on here by the girls.
while it is not totally what it used to be i understand the need for change. i understand the need for money in order to carry on and the difficulty in successfully remaining underground while still putting food on your plate and i honestly don't care what staff has to do in order to keep the site thriving. it has become a truly integral part of my life over the past seven years. i met my best friend on suicide girls as well as countless others. in times of serious personal depression a few years back my relations with members on the site got me through them. i try not to refer to friends "in real life" and "online friends" because when it comes to suicide girls, this IS real life. this is one of the only places i can come to relate to others about and expand my knowledge of music, horror films, porn, sex, gore, whiskey, craft beer, enormous cheeseburgers and just fucking life in general….i feel if i were to die today and could somehow invite people from the site to my funeral there would be more of them there than "real life" people, as they say. i am an introvert and i have taste which i have not been lucky until recently to find hardly anyone in my town to share with.
this site has changed my life. this site has BEEN my life at times. i sincerely love many people on here with all of my heart. and that is not an exaggeration.
i truly want to thank missy and sean for creating suicide girls because it means many different things to many different people but what it has meant to me i would not trade for anything in this world. i am a quiet person and i don't generally like to be in big crowds if i'm expected to freely socialize. i do not participate in a lot of conventions and activities with many girls because i'm just not comfortable in this environment and i prefer my conversations to be at least somewhat meaningful and relative to personal interest or to just not be conversations at all. get me alone in a dark, smoky bar and i will talk to you all night about anything you want if we're feeling the same vibe. part of me wishes i had been born about ten years earlier so that 1. i could have seen bands that i love that have since disbanded and 2. so i could have hung out suicide girls style back in the day before it became quite so massive, cliquey, mainstream.
but really, what is mainstream these days?
i will take that back because honestly once you accept the fact that NO ONE is original anymore you will be a lot happier. but, i'm sure some of you old-schoolers round' here know what i meant anyhow.
well,
that is that.
savory has now come and gone.
i shot one last set but have not heard from the photographer who i just realized is no longer active on the sight and therefore i assume it is gone with the wind. i just wanted to let you know that i am calling it quits in that regard. i will still occasionally submit to zivity and i will leave my sets on here for your viewing pleasure. though i never received payment for any of them the love and friendship that i have received over the years is invaluable. i wouldn't trade it for anything.
thanks to everyone that has enjoyed my photos over the years. i have always read and smiled upon every comment even if i never responded. it has meant even more to me that people have followed my blog for so long and have found even the remotest relation and solace in my words and views on life and in return, shared theirs with me, because in a world of eight billion people it is a true blessing to find like-minded souls (as i have said before i hate using the word "blessing" because it sounds jesus-y but it is still the appropriate term, i suppose).
i am not leaving,
i could never bring myself to do such a thing
and i will of course remain active
but consider this my indefinite retirement from photo set submissions.
clearly, i am not what this site is looking for.
----
in other news, the new evil dead is shockingly amazing
best recent horror movie in my opinion since rob zombie's releases and cannot wait for his new film as well
the other night i saw ORANGE GOBLIN
and….IT WAS FUCKING AMAZING!!!!!!!!!
and then some of my original compadres from this site and some of the coolest humans ever at that came to pittsburgh to visit. nodawn and yayadawn . first visitors in my new place. we drank delicious whiskey and shot some crazy skeleton smut for probably zivity and just plain fun
\m/
with may will come soundgarden, ghost, maryland deathfest (SLEEP! BOLT THROWER!) and the fuckin' melvins!!!!!!
i have been seriously considering a road trip down to louisiana to see eyehategod again…
i am not sure if funds and time will allow but seriously,
any takers?
either way, life is good.
i am off to read ' a confederacy of dunces' recommended and gifted to me by a kind soul and to enjoy the rest of a solitary evening, much needed.
in the morning before work i will scamper off to a coffee shop and deliver this message to you beautiful people before i go sling burgers and shakes to the masses in order to bring home my bacon.
i really do not have anything else to say right now.
i will have the internet soon and look forward to seeing your shining faces more often.
i love you all,
thanks for tuning in to my station.
<3 Rexx
it is night-time and though i still do not have internet set up in my apartment i am typing up a bit of a blog for you, which you will receive with the rising sun.
thanks to a kind human i have acquired a couch and am lounging on it naked and comfortably. i did not truly appreciate the glory of a couch until i did not have one for a month. also, i have alas replaced the curtains of the dead with some cheerful black ones (as morticia addams would say). boris is playing. my skeleton rests on the mantle and coffee on the coffee table (how appropriate, isn't it?) even though it is dark and i will regret it when i am lying still awake as the sun begins to rise.
moving was not just a move for me but unexpectedly marked an onslaught of change in my life. change in ways that are monumental to me but barely noticeable to anyone on the outside. i have rediscovered an independence i lost without even noticing and have begun to embrace once again those tiny things in life that make me happy even if no one else understands.
a few blogs ago in poetic passing i questioned if it would be as easy to erase my old home as it was with all of the others…not that i was trying to, it has just seemed to be how it goes.
well,
it was not as easy
but it was easier than i thought it would be
for i honestly did not think it would happen at all
it was not that life was bad there, it was very good in many respects. i shared countless late nights with amazing people but i sort of succumbed to the joys of those i was surrounded by rather than my own joys
i am sorry for these elusive comments of which i am famous for never elaborating on but a sweet girl once told me that her mother often advised her 'the less said, the better'
i never forgot it. nothing has ever made more sense, for the opinions and thoughts of others do get mixed up in one's own mind far more easily than you might think. you don't even notice!
what i will share with you is that after five years of submitting sets , i will no longer be an active participant in shooting for the site.
my oldest member review sets by nodawn did extremely well at their time. they were among the highest commented on and rated in member review. they were not bought.
i then shot with cherry and my set had more comments and was more loved than almost any other set submitted around the same time.
it was not bought.
the last two that i have submitted did not do so well in member review and for reasons which i understand.
sea hag was a very special set for me. it evoked a feeling which was exactly what i had desired going into it. i got to meet liz, who is an amazing lady both personally and artistically. burning witch is one of my favorite bands of all time and has deeply impacted my life. i am a metalhead. i live for metal. i constantly search for that which is darker, heavier. burning witch is the ultimate in doom to me. the lighting in the set was slightly overcast. i felt completely in my element. i wanted to portray the feeling that i get when i listen to their album, crippled lucifer, which is that of pure satisfaction that only a metalhead and lover of doom can understand. it turned out exactly as i wanted. it was not bright and it was not cheery. it was a bit fuzzy, not quite in focus all of the time. there were no frills. the ocean was vast and merciless, like the music that i love.
i had dedicated my life to metal, and ever since i had discovered this music for myself, i had been incessantly drawn toward ever heavier bands. i first heard black sabbath's monumentally dark vol. 4 album on a cassette secretly borrowed from my best friend's sister in 1976. i was thirteen, and although i had listened to some heavy rock before, vol.4 profoundly changed my perception of what such music was able to convey.
my subsequent fascination with increasingly darker and heavier music could probably be best described as an addiction
-tom gabriel fischer
i have been a member of suicide girls for a very long time and i am well aware of what it has become and in that regard i knew in my heart that this set would not be bought for almost the same reasons that i liked it, technical proficiency, and it is completely understandable. i will never remove it because i know that those who understand me musically will appreciate it and that is all that i can ask for, as i have not been lucky enough to meet many people in life to share this passion with.
someone once tagged my sets with "no natural beauty" which i was not personally bothered by but made me sick considering the amount of photoshopping done on the sets that do well these days whereas mine hardly have any.
i remember the olden days. raw, truly alternative sets for the time. not overly photoshopped or photoshopped at all. all conveying personality. blogging actually mattered. personality and being punk or goth or metal or at least not complaining about boys and being fat and asking members for gifts and money openly in your blog mattered. i am sickened by some of the posts that i see on here by the girls.
while it is not totally what it used to be i understand the need for change. i understand the need for money in order to carry on and the difficulty in successfully remaining underground while still putting food on your plate and i honestly don't care what staff has to do in order to keep the site thriving. it has become a truly integral part of my life over the past seven years. i met my best friend on suicide girls as well as countless others. in times of serious personal depression a few years back my relations with members on the site got me through them. i try not to refer to friends "in real life" and "online friends" because when it comes to suicide girls, this IS real life. this is one of the only places i can come to relate to others about and expand my knowledge of music, horror films, porn, sex, gore, whiskey, craft beer, enormous cheeseburgers and just fucking life in general….i feel if i were to die today and could somehow invite people from the site to my funeral there would be more of them there than "real life" people, as they say. i am an introvert and i have taste which i have not been lucky until recently to find hardly anyone in my town to share with.
this site has changed my life. this site has BEEN my life at times. i sincerely love many people on here with all of my heart. and that is not an exaggeration.
i truly want to thank missy and sean for creating suicide girls because it means many different things to many different people but what it has meant to me i would not trade for anything in this world. i am a quiet person and i don't generally like to be in big crowds if i'm expected to freely socialize. i do not participate in a lot of conventions and activities with many girls because i'm just not comfortable in this environment and i prefer my conversations to be at least somewhat meaningful and relative to personal interest or to just not be conversations at all. get me alone in a dark, smoky bar and i will talk to you all night about anything you want if we're feeling the same vibe. part of me wishes i had been born about ten years earlier so that 1. i could have seen bands that i love that have since disbanded and 2. so i could have hung out suicide girls style back in the day before it became quite so massive, cliquey, mainstream.
but really, what is mainstream these days?
i will take that back because honestly once you accept the fact that NO ONE is original anymore you will be a lot happier. but, i'm sure some of you old-schoolers round' here know what i meant anyhow.
well,
that is that.
savory has now come and gone.
i shot one last set but have not heard from the photographer who i just realized is no longer active on the sight and therefore i assume it is gone with the wind. i just wanted to let you know that i am calling it quits in that regard. i will still occasionally submit to zivity and i will leave my sets on here for your viewing pleasure. though i never received payment for any of them the love and friendship that i have received over the years is invaluable. i wouldn't trade it for anything.
thanks to everyone that has enjoyed my photos over the years. i have always read and smiled upon every comment even if i never responded. it has meant even more to me that people have followed my blog for so long and have found even the remotest relation and solace in my words and views on life and in return, shared theirs with me, because in a world of eight billion people it is a true blessing to find like-minded souls (as i have said before i hate using the word "blessing" because it sounds jesus-y but it is still the appropriate term, i suppose).
i am not leaving,
i could never bring myself to do such a thing
and i will of course remain active
but consider this my indefinite retirement from photo set submissions.
clearly, i am not what this site is looking for.
----
in other news, the new evil dead is shockingly amazing
best recent horror movie in my opinion since rob zombie's releases and cannot wait for his new film as well
the other night i saw ORANGE GOBLIN
and….IT WAS FUCKING AMAZING!!!!!!!!!
and then some of my original compadres from this site and some of the coolest humans ever at that came to pittsburgh to visit. nodawn and yayadawn . first visitors in my new place. we drank delicious whiskey and shot some crazy skeleton smut for probably zivity and just plain fun
\m/
with may will come soundgarden, ghost, maryland deathfest (SLEEP! BOLT THROWER!) and the fuckin' melvins!!!!!!
i have been seriously considering a road trip down to louisiana to see eyehategod again…
i am not sure if funds and time will allow but seriously,
any takers?
either way, life is good.
i am off to read ' a confederacy of dunces' recommended and gifted to me by a kind soul and to enjoy the rest of a solitary evening, much needed.
in the morning before work i will scamper off to a coffee shop and deliver this message to you beautiful people before i go sling burgers and shakes to the masses in order to bring home my bacon.
i really do not have anything else to say right now.
i will have the internet soon and look forward to seeing your shining faces more often.
i love you all,
thanks for tuning in to my station.
<3 Rexx
hello darlings, near and far.
i still haven't set up internet at my new place
in part because of being quite broke there for a minute
and in part because it has just been nice to be cut off for awhile
so nice, in fact,
that i think i'm going to keep it this way for now.
so, absence explained, let us move on
shall we?
i am all moved into my new place and absolutely exuberant to be rid of roommates at last
once i acquire a couch, a lampshade, and a few more bookshelves it will be perfect
i forgot to snap more photos before leaving this morning
but here is a little glimpse of the living room at least
(don't let my butler frighten you off)
i have been laying low for the most part and rediscovering extreme resourcefulness in the face of being very broke after being laid off. i don't mind at all as i have always embraced being a hermit and my warehouse job was pure poop but i am relieved to be able to indulge in my beloved bourbons and beers once again <3
luckily i had my shifts at the pub to piece the rent together and have now started my new job working events on a gourmet burger food truck. yup. free cheeseburgers. you know i'm a happy girl. glad to be rid of the 9 to 5 schedule. not for me. i have also been lucky to score some pretty fun promotional jobs. the other day i worked for the show cake boss and gave away 10,000 whole cakes here in pittsburgh. needless to say the masses were acting like rabid hyenas and it was the most repulsive display of human behavior i have ever laid eyes on. but then again, what do you expect? i got paid well and got to take home a chocolate ganache cake and i can't complain about either of those things.
one downside to lack of internet = lack of constant perusing of jams
recommendations? new releases? holla.
soundtrack for today's wanderings:
and since i am at the coffee shop and it is about to close i suppose its time to put the ole headphones back in and head up the hill. i have cake, a few beers, and a "flesh feast" boxed set lying in wait for my viewing pleasure. just wanted to say hi and see how everyone is doing.
thank you for all the nice words on my newest set, savory .
it is hanging out in member review, check it out and love it if you love it.
\m/ \m/
keep it real, sg.
<3 rexx
i still haven't set up internet at my new place
in part because of being quite broke there for a minute
and in part because it has just been nice to be cut off for awhile
so nice, in fact,
that i think i'm going to keep it this way for now.
so, absence explained, let us move on
shall we?
i am all moved into my new place and absolutely exuberant to be rid of roommates at last
once i acquire a couch, a lampshade, and a few more bookshelves it will be perfect
i forgot to snap more photos before leaving this morning
but here is a little glimpse of the living room at least
(don't let my butler frighten you off)
i have been laying low for the most part and rediscovering extreme resourcefulness in the face of being very broke after being laid off. i don't mind at all as i have always embraced being a hermit and my warehouse job was pure poop but i am relieved to be able to indulge in my beloved bourbons and beers once again <3
luckily i had my shifts at the pub to piece the rent together and have now started my new job working events on a gourmet burger food truck. yup. free cheeseburgers. you know i'm a happy girl. glad to be rid of the 9 to 5 schedule. not for me. i have also been lucky to score some pretty fun promotional jobs. the other day i worked for the show cake boss and gave away 10,000 whole cakes here in pittsburgh. needless to say the masses were acting like rabid hyenas and it was the most repulsive display of human behavior i have ever laid eyes on. but then again, what do you expect? i got paid well and got to take home a chocolate ganache cake and i can't complain about either of those things.
one downside to lack of internet = lack of constant perusing of jams
recommendations? new releases? holla.
soundtrack for today's wanderings:
and since i am at the coffee shop and it is about to close i suppose its time to put the ole headphones back in and head up the hill. i have cake, a few beers, and a "flesh feast" boxed set lying in wait for my viewing pleasure. just wanted to say hi and see how everyone is doing.
thank you for all the nice words on my newest set, savory .
it is hanging out in member review, check it out and love it if you love it.
\m/ \m/
keep it real, sg.
<3 rexx
is it possible that spring could be
once more approaching? we forget each time
what a mindless business it is, porous like sleep,
adrift on the horizon, refusing to take sides, "mugwump
of the final hour," lest an agenda -- horrors! -- be imputed to it,
and the whole point of its being spring collapse
like a hole dug in sand. it's breathy, though
you have to say that for it
and should further seasons coagulate
into years, like spilled, dried paint, why,
who's to say we weren't provident? we indeed
looked out for others as though they mattered, and they,
catching the spirit, came home with us, spent the night
in an alcove from which their breathing could be heard clearly.
but it's not over yet. terrible incidents happen
daily. that's how we get around obstacles
-john ashbery-
thank you for the love on my new set, savory.
the day is grey but the birds are chirping and i am the only one awake
a mild sickness, sipping mint tea instead of coffee
but oh, how i yearn for the beans!
i move to my own place in two days
it all seemed to have happened so fast
and with being laid off there is an onslaught of change all at once
when i was expecting only one small change and
i was unprepared but i think that i am handling it well
and it is all for the best
and exciting, a much needed kick the ass.
worked the door at 31st street pub where i bar tend last weekend to make some extra cash
which included getting to see inter arma for free! man, those guys were sick.
plus, they rep my hometown: richmond, va \m/
also home to the mighty cough. new album, please, cough!?? \m/
saw gifts from enola with if these trees could talk and pray for teeth this weekend as well!
my ears are still ringing.
i also worked the practice st. patty's day bar crawl last weekend (as if this event was necessary
) and will work the actual crawl this weekend which should be entertaining, to say the least
i will just be doing registration so luckily there will be a table in between me and the madness.
if you are in pittsburgh come visit me at the rowdy buck friday night and all day saturday and sunday!
a few other opportunities have arisen in the brief week since i was laid off
my job was sucking the soul out of me anyhow. fuck em'.
i was so used to always having the weekends off that i'm a little stressed about only having a few hours of free time this weekend in order to move...i'm so anxious to get my place together!
the amount of good shows coming through pittsburgh this spring is wonderfully overwhelming
weekend nachos!
floor!
thrones!
caspian!
orange goblin!
exhumed!
soundgarden!
ghost b.c.!
and more! but i'll stop there
i need to invest in a calendar so that i don't miss a wink!
in less than ten days i will be 26. officially in my LATE TWENTIES.
its crazy how you view age when you are younger
and then once you are that age nothing is what how you imagined it would be
or you don't feel how you viewed 26 years olds when you were a kid. you know?
i find it much better, how about you?
i'm hoping to continue being able to do promotional work as its something that i love and provides a more spontaneous lifestyle. its difficult because a lot of clients want a "clean cut" crew and won't accept visible tattoos. difficult for summer promo work when the outfit is usually shorts and a t-shirt. we'll see how it goes though. i have a few other opportunities that i'm weighing out. ideally i would like to do something that allows me time and money to travel. this past year i have hardly gone on any adventures and my heart is sad. new orleans was really my last lone wanderer trip of madness and that was two years ago!
i suppose i'll stop talking your ears off now
it is isn't even afternoon and look how i've rambled
but i wanted to say hi for it may be a week or two until i have the web set up in my new spot.
thanks again for the love on savory
you may view it here if you haven't already!
or else
once more approaching? we forget each time
what a mindless business it is, porous like sleep,
adrift on the horizon, refusing to take sides, "mugwump
of the final hour," lest an agenda -- horrors! -- be imputed to it,
and the whole point of its being spring collapse
like a hole dug in sand. it's breathy, though
you have to say that for it
and should further seasons coagulate
into years, like spilled, dried paint, why,
who's to say we weren't provident? we indeed
looked out for others as though they mattered, and they,
catching the spirit, came home with us, spent the night
in an alcove from which their breathing could be heard clearly.
but it's not over yet. terrible incidents happen
daily. that's how we get around obstacles
-john ashbery-
thank you for the love on my new set, savory.
the day is grey but the birds are chirping and i am the only one awake
a mild sickness, sipping mint tea instead of coffee
but oh, how i yearn for the beans!
i move to my own place in two days
it all seemed to have happened so fast
and with being laid off there is an onslaught of change all at once
when i was expecting only one small change and
i was unprepared but i think that i am handling it well
and it is all for the best
and exciting, a much needed kick the ass.
worked the door at 31st street pub where i bar tend last weekend to make some extra cash
which included getting to see inter arma for free! man, those guys were sick.
plus, they rep my hometown: richmond, va \m/
also home to the mighty cough. new album, please, cough!?? \m/
saw gifts from enola with if these trees could talk and pray for teeth this weekend as well!
my ears are still ringing.
i also worked the practice st. patty's day bar crawl last weekend (as if this event was necessary
) and will work the actual crawl this weekend which should be entertaining, to say the leasti will just be doing registration so luckily there will be a table in between me and the madness.
if you are in pittsburgh come visit me at the rowdy buck friday night and all day saturday and sunday!
a few other opportunities have arisen in the brief week since i was laid off
my job was sucking the soul out of me anyhow. fuck em'.
i was so used to always having the weekends off that i'm a little stressed about only having a few hours of free time this weekend in order to move...i'm so anxious to get my place together!
the amount of good shows coming through pittsburgh this spring is wonderfully overwhelming
weekend nachos!
floor!
thrones!
caspian!
orange goblin!
exhumed!
soundgarden!
ghost b.c.!
and more! but i'll stop there
i need to invest in a calendar so that i don't miss a wink!
in less than ten days i will be 26. officially in my LATE TWENTIES.
its crazy how you view age when you are younger
and then once you are that age nothing is what how you imagined it would be
or you don't feel how you viewed 26 years olds when you were a kid. you know?
i find it much better, how about you?
i'm hoping to continue being able to do promotional work as its something that i love and provides a more spontaneous lifestyle. its difficult because a lot of clients want a "clean cut" crew and won't accept visible tattoos. difficult for summer promo work when the outfit is usually shorts and a t-shirt. we'll see how it goes though. i have a few other opportunities that i'm weighing out. ideally i would like to do something that allows me time and money to travel. this past year i have hardly gone on any adventures and my heart is sad. new orleans was really my last lone wanderer trip of madness and that was two years ago!
i suppose i'll stop talking your ears off now
it is isn't even afternoon and look how i've rambled
but i wanted to say hi for it may be a week or two until i have the web set up in my new spot.
thanks again for the love on savory
you may view it here if you haven't already!
or else
we will meet again soon my love biscuits
homework, paperwork, and packing await 
dixie! \m/
you can take a metalhead outta the south but you can't take the south outta the metalhead 
<3 Rexx
last photos in my old room
hello, beautiful people.
since my current full-time job has become very part-time and i don't start my new position until the end of the month i have had a lot of free time to indulge in entire days full of delights
for example:
baking chocolate oatmeal cookies while sipping delicious beer and watching retro satan flicks
a week from now, after four years in my current house full of roommates i am finally moving into my own place!
i couldn't be more excited to live alone at last, walk around naked whenever i fucking want, and fill my apartment with comfy and creepy delights.
my first house purchase:
why, a skeleton toilet paper holder of course.
saw pittsburgh bands heartless and meth quarry last week with a pretty sick band from chicago called welkin dusk. their recordings don't do them justice but they were awesome live.
FLOOR/THRONES ARE COMING IN APRIL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!AND...EXHUMED!!!
so many shows to look forward to including maryland deathfest, ghost b.c....soundgarden..!!!
and my man's band gifts from enola is coming this sunday with if these trees could talk (!!) and another sweet local, pray for teeth!
and as always a killer schedule at 31st street pub !
\m/ \m/ \m/
i realized the other day that my hair is almost down to my butt.
after a seven year hiatus from my left arm, me and my dude emil at kyklops finally got back at finishing the sleeve with some sick custom wizard shit. it was only natural to rock out to electric wizard during the first session
my boots needed tightening so i ordered a leather hole puncher which arrived today
little did i know it would be one of the scariest items i have ever received in the mail
next tuesday (march 12th) my new set by shotgun will be in member review!
it is called savory and it will look a little something like this:
title inspiration came from one of my favorite 90's jams:
keep your eyes peeled. i hope you guys love it!
well, i suppose that is all that's new here
the days are growing longer and i could not be happier <3
this blog was more visual than literarily pleasing
but that isn't always a bad thing, right?
i hope your days are sweet and your nights spicy
be well, my love biscuits!
until we meet again..
<3 Rexx
since my current full-time job has become very part-time and i don't start my new position until the end of the month i have had a lot of free time to indulge in entire days full of delights
for example:
baking chocolate oatmeal cookies while sipping delicious beer and watching retro satan flicks
a week from now, after four years in my current house full of roommates i am finally moving into my own place!
i couldn't be more excited to live alone at last, walk around naked whenever i fucking want, and fill my apartment with comfy and creepy delights.
my first house purchase:
why, a skeleton toilet paper holder of course.
saw pittsburgh bands heartless and meth quarry last week with a pretty sick band from chicago called welkin dusk. their recordings don't do them justice but they were awesome live.
FLOOR/THRONES ARE COMING IN APRIL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!AND...EXHUMED!!!
so many shows to look forward to including maryland deathfest, ghost b.c....soundgarden..!!!
and my man's band gifts from enola is coming this sunday with if these trees could talk (!!) and another sweet local, pray for teeth!
and as always a killer schedule at 31st street pub !
\m/ \m/ \m/
i realized the other day that my hair is almost down to my butt.
after a seven year hiatus from my left arm, me and my dude emil at kyklops finally got back at finishing the sleeve with some sick custom wizard shit. it was only natural to rock out to electric wizard during the first session
my boots needed tightening so i ordered a leather hole puncher which arrived today
little did i know it would be one of the scariest items i have ever received in the mail
next tuesday (march 12th) my new set by shotgun will be in member review!
it is called savory and it will look a little something like this:
title inspiration came from one of my favorite 90's jams:
keep your eyes peeled. i hope you guys love it!
well, i suppose that is all that's new here
the days are growing longer and i could not be happier <3
this blog was more visual than literarily pleasing
but that isn't always a bad thing, right?
i hope your days are sweet and your nights spicy
be well, my love biscuits!
until we meet again..
<3 Rexx
it is the quietest of afternoons..
it wasn't too long ago that i awoke from sleep,
sleep, for once, that was round
like the sleep of a cat.
now i am perched in the window
like one,
peering out.
the moon last night shone so brightly
that today
there is no sun.
the window is cracked,
that i may savor the smell of the rain,
of moisture sinking into the grass
and into the leaves,
even though they are dead.
i think about all of the years i have sat in this window
and all of the ways that i have felt.
i think that this is just how i wish to leave it.
soon, i will sit in a new window,
my coffee growing cold across the room.
i wonder if they will be mad about the microwave
and i wonder if it will be as easy to erase this place
as it was with all of the others.
well,
they booted dave from slayer (for now?)
but nine inch nails are a'comin?
ok, ok.
apparently my work is low on work and therefore i am not working a little too often, considering i am moving soon..
but it is nice for my general happiness
all is and will be well.
i need new full-time employment but i don't know what i WANT.
it seems so simple for everyone else.
in the meantime, you can always visit me at 31st street pub.
if you are in pittsburgh, you can message me for my schedule
i have a new set coming on march 11th. i hope that you will love it.
it wasn't too long ago that i awoke from sleep,
sleep, for once, that was round
like the sleep of a cat.
now i am perched in the window
like one,
peering out.
the moon last night shone so brightly
that today
there is no sun.
the window is cracked,
that i may savor the smell of the rain,
of moisture sinking into the grass
and into the leaves,
even though they are dead.
i think about all of the years i have sat in this window
and all of the ways that i have felt.
i think that this is just how i wish to leave it.
soon, i will sit in a new window,
my coffee growing cold across the room.
i wonder if they will be mad about the microwave
and i wonder if it will be as easy to erase this place
as it was with all of the others.
well,
they booted dave from slayer (for now?)
but nine inch nails are a'comin?
ok, ok.
apparently my work is low on work and therefore i am not working a little too often, considering i am moving soon..
but it is nice for my general happiness
all is and will be well.
i need new full-time employment but i don't know what i WANT.
it seems so simple for everyone else.
in the meantime, you can always visit me at 31st street pub.
if you are in pittsburgh, you can message me for my schedule
i have a new set coming on march 11th. i hope that you will love it.
winter has not been bad but i am ready for spring and summer.
shows, warmth, bodily immersion in the sea,
change in general.
though i truly hate to admit it,
i believe the term "rut" may be appropriately applied to my life.
and no, i am not referring to the mating period of certain ungulates.
well, as always
the coffee is cold.
until we meet again...
<3 Rexx
the nineties will never be beat.
it is a beautiful, sunny day
took a long walk in the chilly, morning air
got a big ole pig shoulder in the slow cooker
homework is almost complete
doom yoga is on my horizon
life is good.
took a couple of road trips recently and had a blast!
went to philly and shot with corwinprescott for SG, which you will see far down the road. and got to cuddle with his super cool pug, franco.
then it was off to virginia where i was scooped up by nodawn , this dude rules! SG has brought some of the coolest people into my life. we spent the next couple of days shooting for a pretty sweet motorcycle magazine. i got to meet some truly awesome people and had a fucking blast. not to mention eat the world's greatest cheeseburgers and fries, which happen to dwell in richmond, virginia and see yayadawn and do some more pet cuddling with their furry friends and shoot some other spicy material for fun and zivity.
if you want to see the full shower set, check out zivity!!!!
otherwise i've been up to my usual tricks of the hermit variety
reading, cross-wording, excessive incense and candle burning, metal blaring.
speaking of metal...
i came across this photo on someone's tumblr but there was no information with it. i love it and would like to know more about it and mainly who is this stunning beauty??? does anyone know?
also speaking of metal.
i cannot wait for maryland death fest
Json you rule!!!!
also speaking of things i cannot wait for
my new set by shotgun is only a month away from member review now.
March 11th, keep your eyes peeled like the strings off your bananas!
well my love noodles,
it is so delightful outside and i must leave you
for yoga and sunshine.
bourbon and barbecue await in the future.
i am knocking my patellae together in anticipation!!!!! 
\m/ \m/ \m/
do what you want. never take life too seriously.
VIVA.
<3 Rexx
good morning
i haven't yet gotten about of bed.
sometimes it just feels so damn good to roll around
enjoying the feel of soft blankets on flesh.
i've been gazing out the window at the snow clinging to the tips of the pine boughs
and the couple in the window two streets off
i catch perfect glimpses of them quite often, from my bedroom and my kitchen
and i catch them catching glimpses into my windows as well.
i don't mind.
the house was empty for years and i would stare out at it thinking how perfectly aligned its windows were with my own
and wondered if anyone ever moved in,
how the unintentional, or perhaps intentional, voyeurism would ensue.
i wondered if i would mind but i do not, with them
though i have no idea who they are i see them bustle about at dinner time and the vibrations that shimmy across the way are happy and warm,
almost inviting.
and i must say, i like what they've done with the place.
i had odd dreams last night which i cannot recall
but the odd dream residue lingers on the edges of my mind
not too heavily, i feel i can shake it with a strong pot of coffee which i am eagerly anticipating.
have you ever had a dream so disturbing in whatever way that it affects your mood the entire next day even when you cannot remember the minutest detail about it?
i suppose these things happen to everyone.
awhile back i had a dream, the details of which are dull and insignificant except one.
out of nowhere there is a small girl was walking by with her head down,
pulling a wagon full of fake rats and bats.
"i like your rats and bats"
i said to her.
she stopped, looked over with a confident smile, said simply:
"thank you",
returned her eyes to the floor, and walked on.
it was tiny but i loved it and i will never forget it.
work at the warehouse is increasingly soul-sucking.
there are no windows and it is absolutely freezing.
the coworkers are sort of miserable and nothing ever changes.
day in, day out, the work is exactly the same.
there are some moments i enjoy
like stirring the hot, buttery caramel corn, savoring those minutes of warmth
and watching corn syrup drip from the ladle slowly,
thinking how it looks marvelously like a jellyfish.
it could be worse. but it could also be better.
in the meantime, it is money in my pocket.
though i do request off frequently due to my eternal travel bug infection, i rarely CALL off of work. however, i took a mental health day last week because i haven't left town in almost a month and could not fathom another day in that place.
i spent my day eating french toast and bacon, drinking extra spicy bloody marys and coffee, reading, cross-word puzzling, and enjoying sweet nothingness. it was rainy out, and it was perfect.
of course, enjoyed plenty of sweet leaf, too.
in contrast to that little onslaught of negativity i just spewed due to shitty work,
i must say that i love my bar tending job.
i hate saying "i feel blessed" because as nodawn says:
"it sounds all jesusy"
but it has in fact been a blessing of of sorts both financially and because i finally like what i'm doing.
hopefully once i get some more experience i can turn this into a more than one day a week thing.
perhaps the most amusing contrast:
at my warehouse job i'm in full winter garb all day including hat, scarf, snow boots, and coat, and barely able to move freely because of all the layers (yet, i still freeze).
at my other job, bar tending underwear afternoons, i am toasty as can be, and i wear things like this:
if you find yourself in pittsburgh, hit me up to see if i'm working.
i would be happy to fill you with beer, whiskey, and maybe some good conversation
my fourth semester of online classes start on monday and i am completely unprepared.
like haven't even bought textbooks unprepared.
my heart just isn't in it right now.
i will endure but i will not let it consume me like i did in the fall
i do not force my heart to do what it does not want.
i sensed this feeling coming when i scheduled, so i'm only taking my last three elective courses to make it breezy
it should be a very manageable and informatively interesting semester at least.
next semester should be my last in this short branch of the education process
so i'll deal with how i doled out my courses when the time comes.
and then who knows what i will do.
'no fuckin thang.
i said i hadn't been out of town in awhile but this week i'm going to philadelphia and then to richmond for shooting endeavors and i couldn't be a happier rexxy about it. details in a future blog, i have been rambling your asses off and my own and the need for breakfast and coffee is surging. thursday i will be back at the pub slinging booze and that leaves me only one day of corn syrup jellyfish. viva!!
hope your day is radical, love biscuits.
stay metal.
don't take any guff from those fucking swine.
and never underestimate the power of dancing in your underwear.
till' next time..
<3 Rexx
i haven't yet gotten about of bed.
sometimes it just feels so damn good to roll around
enjoying the feel of soft blankets on flesh.
i've been gazing out the window at the snow clinging to the tips of the pine boughs
and the couple in the window two streets off
i catch perfect glimpses of them quite often, from my bedroom and my kitchen
and i catch them catching glimpses into my windows as well.
i don't mind.
the house was empty for years and i would stare out at it thinking how perfectly aligned its windows were with my own
and wondered if anyone ever moved in,
how the unintentional, or perhaps intentional, voyeurism would ensue.
i wondered if i would mind but i do not, with them
though i have no idea who they are i see them bustle about at dinner time and the vibrations that shimmy across the way are happy and warm,
almost inviting.
and i must say, i like what they've done with the place.
i had odd dreams last night which i cannot recall
but the odd dream residue lingers on the edges of my mind
not too heavily, i feel i can shake it with a strong pot of coffee which i am eagerly anticipating.
have you ever had a dream so disturbing in whatever way that it affects your mood the entire next day even when you cannot remember the minutest detail about it?
i suppose these things happen to everyone.
awhile back i had a dream, the details of which are dull and insignificant except one.
out of nowhere there is a small girl was walking by with her head down,
pulling a wagon full of fake rats and bats.
"i like your rats and bats"
i said to her.
she stopped, looked over with a confident smile, said simply:
"thank you",
returned her eyes to the floor, and walked on.
it was tiny but i loved it and i will never forget it.
work at the warehouse is increasingly soul-sucking.
there are no windows and it is absolutely freezing.
the coworkers are sort of miserable and nothing ever changes.
day in, day out, the work is exactly the same.
there are some moments i enjoy
like stirring the hot, buttery caramel corn, savoring those minutes of warmth
and watching corn syrup drip from the ladle slowly,
thinking how it looks marvelously like a jellyfish.
it could be worse. but it could also be better.
in the meantime, it is money in my pocket.
though i do request off frequently due to my eternal travel bug infection, i rarely CALL off of work. however, i took a mental health day last week because i haven't left town in almost a month and could not fathom another day in that place.
i spent my day eating french toast and bacon, drinking extra spicy bloody marys and coffee, reading, cross-word puzzling, and enjoying sweet nothingness. it was rainy out, and it was perfect.
of course, enjoyed plenty of sweet leaf, too.
in contrast to that little onslaught of negativity i just spewed due to shitty work,
i must say that i love my bar tending job.
i hate saying "i feel blessed" because as nodawn says:
"it sounds all jesusy"
but it has in fact been a blessing of of sorts both financially and because i finally like what i'm doing.
hopefully once i get some more experience i can turn this into a more than one day a week thing.
perhaps the most amusing contrast:
at my warehouse job i'm in full winter garb all day including hat, scarf, snow boots, and coat, and barely able to move freely because of all the layers (yet, i still freeze).
at my other job, bar tending underwear afternoons, i am toasty as can be, and i wear things like this:
if you find yourself in pittsburgh, hit me up to see if i'm working.
i would be happy to fill you with beer, whiskey, and maybe some good conversation
my fourth semester of online classes start on monday and i am completely unprepared.
like haven't even bought textbooks unprepared.
my heart just isn't in it right now.
i will endure but i will not let it consume me like i did in the fall
i do not force my heart to do what it does not want.
i sensed this feeling coming when i scheduled, so i'm only taking my last three elective courses to make it breezy
it should be a very manageable and informatively interesting semester at least.
next semester should be my last in this short branch of the education process
so i'll deal with how i doled out my courses when the time comes.
and then who knows what i will do.
'no fuckin thang.
i said i hadn't been out of town in awhile but this week i'm going to philadelphia and then to richmond for shooting endeavors and i couldn't be a happier rexxy about it. details in a future blog, i have been rambling your asses off and my own and the need for breakfast and coffee is surging. thursday i will be back at the pub slinging booze and that leaves me only one day of corn syrup jellyfish. viva!!
hope your day is radical, love biscuits.
stay metal.
don't take any guff from those fucking swine.
and never underestimate the power of dancing in your underwear.
till' next time..
<3 Rexx
i've recently had a surge in motivation
largely due to unknown forces
and also largely due to a reunion with nodawn
one of the coolest dudes ever and quite talented
we talked smut and cheeseburgers and shot some rad shit while i was back in virginia
in other shooting news, SG staff shortened the queue for member review
so my new set, savory, by shotgun will go up march 11th
i'm so glad we don't have to wait until may!!
keep your eyes peeled
while i am still mostly full-time at the dismal popcorn factory,
i am bar tending underwear afternoons one day a week now at the infamous 31st street pub
unfortunately pittsburgh's former metal haven is up for sale as business and shows have been dwindling over the last couple of years (
)
so the gig could end anytime but hey,
finally getting bar tending experience under my belt is clutch.
feel free to stop on by and let me sling you some drinks if you find yourself in pittsburgh.
this blog feels rather unsubstantial but it had been awhile and i felt we should at least catch up a tidbit.
however now it is time to refill my coffee mug.
i hope your day is spiffy
\m/
<3 Rexx
largely due to unknown forces
and also largely due to a reunion with nodawn
one of the coolest dudes ever and quite talented
we talked smut and cheeseburgers and shot some rad shit while i was back in virginia
in other shooting news, SG staff shortened the queue for member review
so my new set, savory, by shotgun will go up march 11th
i'm so glad we don't have to wait until may!!
keep your eyes peeled
while i am still mostly full-time at the dismal popcorn factory,
i am bar tending underwear afternoons one day a week now at the infamous 31st street pub
unfortunately pittsburgh's former metal haven is up for sale as business and shows have been dwindling over the last couple of years (
)so the gig could end anytime but hey,
finally getting bar tending experience under my belt is clutch.
feel free to stop on by and let me sling you some drinks if you find yourself in pittsburgh.
this blog feels rather unsubstantial but it had been awhile and i felt we should at least catch up a tidbit.
however now it is time to refill my coffee mug.
i hope your day is spiffy
\m/
<3 Rexx
hi.
i took a whole week and a half off from work to relax and spend quality time with family because i have not done so in years. its so nice to be home in my big room with my cats. surrounded by trees and true night silence. though, i am starting to miss pittsburgh now. i didn't really make plans for my return so i suppose i'll figure a way to scamper back north in the next couple of days.
i don't tend to make new years resolutions and i'm not making one now, either, but i do want to use it as a good turning point for how things have been going in life. i realize (or have realized with the help from others) that i have a tendency to sell myself short whether it be some sort of subconscious lack of confidence in my conquests, desired and actual, or complacency or a sort of unrealized laziness...
i won't bore you with any details at all because honestly, i don't know the details myself.
but, anyway.
the first thing i was greeted with upon my return home was probably the most epic gift of all:
A BLACK CHRISTMAS TREE.
the black christmas tree itself was enough to nearly bring a tear to my eye
but the hand-selected and placed skull ornaments were the real kicker.
i'm lucky to have parents that accept and embrace my unconventional life choices and morbid tastes
other treasures!
i have been reading sexual personae by camille paglia
i'm really digging it so far, first work i have read of hers
i've been laying pretty low as of late
HERMIT. AS. FUCK.
but i have had some very late nights with great people that were very amazing as well
but more so, nights like this:
a cold beer and a fresh crossword puzzle. mmmm.
neurosis is playing a handful of shows on the east goddamn coast and maryland deathfest is officially selling more tickets for the thursday show with fucking bolt thrower and ufomammut. THANK YOU AND THANK YOU. i feel another great year for metalheads coming on. \m/
wish i could have been in pittsburgh for this::
i'll see ya soon babies.
have a fun and safe new years.
remember what life is all about:
banging. bacon. bourbon. books. barbecue. and being badass mother-fuckers.
bye!
<3 Rexx
i took a whole week and a half off from work to relax and spend quality time with family because i have not done so in years. its so nice to be home in my big room with my cats. surrounded by trees and true night silence. though, i am starting to miss pittsburgh now. i didn't really make plans for my return so i suppose i'll figure a way to scamper back north in the next couple of days.
i don't tend to make new years resolutions and i'm not making one now, either, but i do want to use it as a good turning point for how things have been going in life. i realize (or have realized with the help from others) that i have a tendency to sell myself short whether it be some sort of subconscious lack of confidence in my conquests, desired and actual, or complacency or a sort of unrealized laziness...
i won't bore you with any details at all because honestly, i don't know the details myself.
but, anyway.
the first thing i was greeted with upon my return home was probably the most epic gift of all:
A BLACK CHRISTMAS TREE.
the black christmas tree itself was enough to nearly bring a tear to my eye
but the hand-selected and placed skull ornaments were the real kicker.
i'm lucky to have parents that accept and embrace my unconventional life choices and morbid tastes
other treasures!
i have been reading sexual personae by camille paglia
i'm really digging it so far, first work i have read of hers
i've been laying pretty low as of late
HERMIT. AS. FUCK.
but i have had some very late nights with great people that were very amazing as well
but more so, nights like this:
a cold beer and a fresh crossword puzzle. mmmm.
neurosis is playing a handful of shows on the east goddamn coast and maryland deathfest is officially selling more tickets for the thursday show with fucking bolt thrower and ufomammut. THANK YOU AND THANK YOU. i feel another great year for metalheads coming on. \m/
wish i could have been in pittsburgh for this::
i'll see ya soon babies.
have a fun and safe new years.
remember what life is all about:
banging. bacon. bourbon. books. barbecue. and being badass mother-fuckers.
bye!
<3 Rexx
