shit I'm on it.
fear of abandonment huh?
ok. entry. entry. entry.
well. I had therapy today. so I drove there. sat there for 40 minutes. and then realized it must not be thursday.
that's right. don't. even ask.
earlier today I was making love to the sweet bottle of wine my friend smuggled back for me from france.
it was awesome. i'm a lush. and my teeth feel a million times better. thanks for the well wishes!
other than that i've been laying low like that snoop dogg song. i emailed my roommate back and i think i scared the shit out of her. i wasn't trying to. i was trying to be friendly! but in retrospect. mentioning that im not sure i cant volunteer my livejournal before she meets me in person because my humor involves sucking on toes and rim jobs. .. I dunno. it didn't seem like the best course of action.
so in about ten days i'll be up in syracuse. go um. orange and shiiiit. and doing all that. photojournalism and bullshit inbetween.
i read and finished invisible monsters by chucky p. during my chipmunkteeth period. it was pretty intense. im not sure i've mulled it over enough to sum it up in a single sentence review. he writes too hard and fast for my brain to weave twisting theories at the same time.
i gotta eat some food and then it's down to silkcity for a tattoo. i got a few in mind and depending on cost and mood.
if the wait isn't 8 years and it gets done? photoooooos!
oh oh ohhhh! and totally. i've been incredibly INCREDIBLY slacking on hitting everyone up on aim. I mean to and then I'm passing out at 3 in the morning. ..what the hell.
I gotta get back on the proverbial bowling ball.
fear of abandonment huh?
ok. entry. entry. entry.
well. I had therapy today. so I drove there. sat there for 40 minutes. and then realized it must not be thursday.
that's right. don't. even ask.
earlier today I was making love to the sweet bottle of wine my friend smuggled back for me from france.
it was awesome. i'm a lush. and my teeth feel a million times better. thanks for the well wishes!
other than that i've been laying low like that snoop dogg song. i emailed my roommate back and i think i scared the shit out of her. i wasn't trying to. i was trying to be friendly! but in retrospect. mentioning that im not sure i cant volunteer my livejournal before she meets me in person because my humor involves sucking on toes and rim jobs. .. I dunno. it didn't seem like the best course of action.
so in about ten days i'll be up in syracuse. go um. orange and shiiiit. and doing all that. photojournalism and bullshit inbetween.
i read and finished invisible monsters by chucky p. during my chipmunkteeth period. it was pretty intense. im not sure i've mulled it over enough to sum it up in a single sentence review. he writes too hard and fast for my brain to weave twisting theories at the same time.
i gotta eat some food and then it's down to silkcity for a tattoo. i got a few in mind and depending on cost and mood.
if the wait isn't 8 years and it gets done? photoooooos!
oh oh ohhhh! and totally. i've been incredibly INCREDIBLY slacking on hitting everyone up on aim. I mean to and then I'm passing out at 3 in the morning. ..what the hell.
I gotta get back on the proverbial bowling ball.
millions of shit to do. and final moneymaking efforts.
coffee? always. the rivervale dunkin donuts is my second home.