cheapart

who thought up the pneumonic plague?
and,
who thought it would be a good idea to let me catch it this week.
ive been working with a 102 fever all week, since jess has it too, and is more delicate and pretty than i am, ive been slogging it out with the burning hot throat of doom.
i cant sleep, i sweat large wet streams, my balls are hanging down about three feet, and every time i pee, which is every 30 minutes or so, i get a little on me somehow, even if i really flick it off......... so retarded.
and i get to wake up and drive to the airport 2 hours away at three a.m., tomorrow, and suffer through all that.....
and then be well enough to appreciate garrison keillor and the prairie home companion? seems preeeeeetty likely.

i gotta tell ya, these ides of march coming up better be some mind blowing shits, because so far 2008 eats my asshole off my body.

the good news is the place im guesting at is hooking up a real art show, and some hottness press coverage, and somehow my very good and optimistic friend shawn is locked into ITA magazine for some fattie boombattie hookups........
maybe this is the break i needed. maybe this show, a little more travel, and a blog/webstore, and i can keep it real up here forever.........
it beats being an egotarded tattoo homo forever.

wait til yall see all the hot fire, block print madness, and of course, the heaps and heaps of dolls, yo.......

if i dont die before the plane lands, theres a good chance this might be doooooooooooooope.

my fingers are crossed.