stream of thought.
i have the dirtiest keyboard ever.
ive been in a state of shitty-feeling-ness for a few days now. well yesterday and im feeling a bit better today. like a slight hangover but extra tired. its lame. plus i dont like taking medicine. not even for headaches and such. its just a part of my feelings on body chemistry. my total paranoid feelings on body chemistry. i wont drink coffee but i smoked for years. that makes sense.
unfortunately i smoked a cigarette saturday night. thats a big regret. the good thing is that i was a lil' drunk and so it doesnt count. i still feel shitty about it. i dont actually fell like smoking anymore. i dont have the itch that tells you to smoke. i still love smoking. or the idea of smoking rather.
i had a dream the other night (which is a big deal for me) that me and my brother were staring at this old five story victorian house that had oil paintings on the outside. the paintings were in a vertical line. one on every story, but i dont think thats why we were staring. and as we were marveling at this house like fifteen random people showed up to stare at it with us. then a truck came and tried to get into the gate that surrounded the house and ended up running over a bunch of the kids. then as it was backing out it ran over a bunch of other kids. and some how my brother had gotten run over and was laying in a pothole. then i was yelling not to move him and then i woke up. dreams are weird.
i went running last night. then i came home smoked a bowl and watched rules of attraction. and all i could think about was depth perception. just stoner thoughts.
i want to make a movie. that would be cool. i made one in high school (i must give co-director credit to mario) that was pretty awesome. i say awesome because it was so ridiculous. but it had some of the best framing, pans, and swoops that hong kong has ever seen.
brick is going to be at el rey this week. ive been waiting a long time to see it, so im kind of excited. i hope it doesnt suck.
i need to paint more.
i have errands to run.
GO FRANCE!
xoxo
justin
ive been in a state of shitty-feeling-ness for a few days now. well yesterday and im feeling a bit better today. like a slight hangover but extra tired. its lame. plus i dont like taking medicine. not even for headaches and such. its just a part of my feelings on body chemistry. my total paranoid feelings on body chemistry. i wont drink coffee but i smoked for years. that makes sense.
unfortunately i smoked a cigarette saturday night. thats a big regret. the good thing is that i was a lil' drunk and so it doesnt count. i still feel shitty about it. i dont actually fell like smoking anymore. i dont have the itch that tells you to smoke. i still love smoking. or the idea of smoking rather.
i had a dream the other night (which is a big deal for me) that me and my brother were staring at this old five story victorian house that had oil paintings on the outside. the paintings were in a vertical line. one on every story, but i dont think thats why we were staring. and as we were marveling at this house like fifteen random people showed up to stare at it with us. then a truck came and tried to get into the gate that surrounded the house and ended up running over a bunch of the kids. then as it was backing out it ran over a bunch of other kids. and some how my brother had gotten run over and was laying in a pothole. then i was yelling not to move him and then i woke up. dreams are weird.
i went running last night. then i came home smoked a bowl and watched rules of attraction. and all i could think about was depth perception. just stoner thoughts.
i want to make a movie. that would be cool. i made one in high school (i must give co-director credit to mario) that was pretty awesome. i say awesome because it was so ridiculous. but it had some of the best framing, pans, and swoops that hong kong has ever seen.
brick is going to be at el rey this week. ive been waiting a long time to see it, so im kind of excited. i hope it doesnt suck.
i need to paint more.
i have errands to run.
GO FRANCE!
xoxo
justin