Greetings to you all suicidal surfers.
It's been a while since I've taken the time to take some time so here I am, taking some time.
The saddest and weirdest thing happened to me. I live on a third floor, and let my cats and dog out on the balcony frequently. Yesterday, I realised that I was missing one of my cats(Leslie, who is featured in the mad tea party set), and her only way out had to be jumping off the balcony. The thing is, were I still in my cozy hometown this wouldn't worry me too much, but seen as I currently live in Montreal, where people drive their cars like fukin go carts I'm really worried. She has never really been outside before and therefor has never previously encountered a moving vehicule. Anyways, I'm really sad about this and am praying that she finds her way back safe.

Other than that, well I recently shot a new set with Ms. Shazzy. It has yet to be submitted to the SG staff... and actually to be viewed by myself. I can't wait to see how it turns out. The concept revolves around sound and lights, and I will say no more... So I guess you will all just have to be patient.
Well, until next time... and til then, keep on surfing in a suicidal net!

-Twig

Alright, so here I am, editing this post with my newly acquired knowledge of my landlord's invasion of my appartment, so hear this.
I was out at the groceries the other day and had to come back for cause of forgotten wallet. I walk up the steps to my appartment and the door opens up to my great surprise. I am greeted by my landlord and 2 strangers. It turns out that my landlord has been having appartment visits without my conscent and knowledge. So, I go searching for my cats and Herpes and Leslie(a neighbour luckily found her several days ago) and they are nowhere to be found. Turns out my landlord opened up the doors to show the balconies to the visitors and let both cats out without giving a fuck about it. We found them before they could get too far, but I feel like my privacy has been raped...

Greetings to you all suicidal surfers.
It's been a while since I've taken the time to take some time so here I am, taking some time.
The saddest and weirdest thing happened to me. I live on a third floor, and let my cats and dog out on the balcony frequently. Yesterday, I realised that I was missing one of my cats(Leslie, who is featured in the mad tea party set), and her only way out had to be jumping off the balcony. The thing is, were I still in my cozy hometown this wouldn't worry me too much, but seen as I currently live in Montreal, where people drive their cars like fukin go carts I'm really worried. She has never really been outside before and therefor has never previously encountered a moving vehicule. Anyways, I'm really sad about this and am praying that she finds her way back safe.

Other than that, well I recently shot a new set with Ms. Shazzy. It has yet to be submitted to the SG staff... and actually to be viewed by myself. I can't wait to see how it turns out. The concept revolves around sound and lights, and I will say no more... So I guess you will all just have to be patient.
Well, until next time... and til then, keep on surfing in a suicidal net!

-Twig

Alright, so here I am, editing this post with my newly acquired knowledge of my landlord's invasion of my appartment, so hear this.
I was out at the groceries the other day and had to come back for cause of forgotten wallet. I walk up the steps to my appartment and the door opens up to my great surprise. I am greeted by my landlord and 2 strangers. It turns out that my landlord has been having appartment visits without my conscent and knowledge. So, I go searching for my cats and Herpes and Leslie(a neighbour luckily found her several days ago) and they are nowhere to be found. Turns out my landlord opened up the doors to show the balconies to the visitors and let both cats out without giving a fuck about it. We found them before they could get too far, but I feel like my privacy has been raped and violated.
Plus, I previously thought Leslie had jumped off the third floor balcony, which was really awkward, but I now realise that I almost lost my cat due to my landlord's sneeking around behind my back. Not only that, but the other day, I came home and the back door was unlocked... and I never ever use that door. I am so fukin pissed right now, it's indescribable. I can't wait to move and get the fuck out of this appartment where I apparently pay to feel like I'm not even at home and safe from the violation of my privacy.
And what really sucks about this is, I don't have a lease, so I can't file a complaint. I didn't mind at first because it allows me to leave whenever I want, but I now know why he didnt't mind either. He can do whatever the fuck he wants and I can't say a thing.
Anyways, I just had to tell someone and figured that random suicidal surfers would to the job... So, I guess I'm done releasing my frustration out on you...