paperpterodactyl

i'm alive, sort of.

got kicked out of school. kind of homeless. considering a cross-country relocation. i need a bus ticket and a ukulele for that.


edit: do you ever get on the bus and suddenly get struck by the urge to start singing"the wheels on the bus"? i do. and i act on that urge. and that's why i can't ride the eba at certain times of the day anymore.

artblog: http://blakemurphy.blogspot.com