i'm working an overnight shift and all y'all and all the world is having a saturday night.
ah well, it's easy money.
i've chosen my classes for the fall semester. figure sculpting, history of baroque art, advanced poetry, literature in film. good times. i have managed to not include a single class to help further any goals of transferring to a real college. ...but autumn in the east bay is the best and i want to enjoy it, concentrate on getting more poetry out there and get tan.

i'm tired and drunk. you know, sg really held true to their lifetime membership promise? what a strange world, as such strange cyclic sifting samsara. i can barely place myself in the body photographed. it still remains.
worship the videodrome fuckers. consume as it consumes and be consummate.