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I'm going to San Francisco, I'm really excited. Lastnight I was kidding with Leslie saying we should go adventure right now(at midnight) and we hatched a scheme. Well, I was lumped into a pre-hatched scheme but it should be fun all the same. I'm gonna try my hardest to stay out of her and the twins hair. I wanna learn my lesson from when Kristi was out here. I know we're not going to San Francisco, or at least I don't think so. I think we're going to that fabled land of, The Bay Area, which stretches apparently all over northern california. I'm sure wherever I land will have some good photos at least. More important than where we're going or what we're doing there is WHERE WE"RE NOT GOING! EUGENE! I'm so excited to finally leave and see a new place or a place I've heard tons about but still can't but my finger on it. Like Leslie's real home. The one that made her freckles and that really brought her up. That san francisco book I got her on our first date brought her to a place I'd really like to see. I'm excited for it.
I'm stuck in debt, can't find a job, but I found a woman who stirs me up in everyway. A woman I can say I love you to and not be cranky or feel like I've been slighted when I don't hear it back. It was good enough just to get to tell her that and hold her in my arms. I hope she feels the same way, but she makes me patient, which is a weird feeling. With someone like this in my life things can't be so bad can they? Even right after a quick shitstorm between us, all I could think about was how I don't want to be angry with her, over anything. She keeps that part of me quiet, the one that revels in anger and just keeps stoking that rage up. I'm glad it's quiet now.
Someone made a PostSecret that said something like "make art by being exactly who you are." I really like that idea. Sometimes I get so stuck on 'the art object' that we all know and love. A photo, printed or digi, a painting, sculpture, a song. But what about unconscious art, that just happens without any purposeful input? Serendipity. That's the really lovely art. I saw two pieces of gum squished together on the sidewalk a few days ago and the little one on top looked like a duck, maybe that's the real 'high art'.
I'm stuck in debt, can't find a job, but I found a woman who stirs me up in everyway. A woman I can say I love you to and not be cranky or feel like I've been slighted when I don't hear it back. It was good enough just to get to tell her that and hold her in my arms. I hope she feels the same way, but she makes me patient, which is a weird feeling. With someone like this in my life things can't be so bad can they? Even right after a quick shitstorm between us, all I could think about was how I don't want to be angry with her, over anything. She keeps that part of me quiet, the one that revels in anger and just keeps stoking that rage up. I'm glad it's quiet now.
Someone made a PostSecret that said something like "make art by being exactly who you are." I really like that idea. Sometimes I get so stuck on 'the art object' that we all know and love. A photo, printed or digi, a painting, sculpture, a song. But what about unconscious art, that just happens without any purposeful input? Serendipity. That's the really lovely art. I saw two pieces of gum squished together on the sidewalk a few days ago and the little one on top looked like a duck, maybe that's the real 'high art'.