mary

do you ever feel as though you are living the middle section of a dream? like you kindof remember how you got here but it grows more blurred as you go into the room. you recognise people but they are also somehow generic. and yet you somehow despite all of that have this...knowing...that theres something you have to keep walking forward towards. and there in the middle all kinds of weird stuff happens...you meet and dine with a mutated dog who will only accept shoelaces for the dinner bill....you are on a suicide mission to save a Q-tip...

i have found an amazing and cheap apartment near my intended school in europe recently and im trying to send the down payment neccessary to secure it asap. its deliciously exciting. feels like one more leap towards...something surreal.
i have a new inspiration. i feel invincible. and im not telling...hahahaha
but it does have to do with a hypnotised santa chasing skipping children who are following a deceptive hippie. and other dork emotions surfacing late in the night.
hehe heeh heh
i bet im going to get a ton of confused emails from strangers over this one. hahahahahahahahaa
suffice it to say im happy. and the art keeps truckin.

there you go...have some animals too while im at it