(no subject)
Finally, perhaps a real update. My internet access is very fleeting, it mostly depends on how far I wish to walk as to what kind of time I get online. Right now, though, I'm at ELPL and I've got some bitchin privacy for the first time in months, so I've decided to update.
First of all, I would like to let you all know that the man next to me is INSANE.
Now that that's said, new stuff... Well, it's all been said before, but now it's applied to new situations. I live in a circular motion and it's killing me.
I need some adventure in my life. I have a lot of adventures actually, it just never lasts. I'm very short-sighted.
Speaking of adventures though, I had one yesterday, and it was amazing. I now know what stars and dunes look like. OK, so I actually had two adventures yesterday, because I also got completely baked last night (thanks to my buddy Randy) and walked home. I was convinced the entire way home that Indians, cowboys, and priests were out to get me (they were hiding in trees, buildings, bulldozers, etc), and I kept somehow wandering out into the middle of the street. I also thought the Fuzz was out to get me, so at certain points when I saw cars (which turned out to not be police), I hid behind bushes. I must've looked like a crazy person to anyone who was normal, I seriously thought that I'd smoked myself insane. I also had this really strong urge to urinate in a public place (mostly because I had done so outdoors the night before at the sand dunes, and so I thought it would be mostly the same), but I resisted. Seriously though, it was crazy man.
I forget what I'm talking about. So today I'm pissy and depressy ('I hate hormones!' is my monthly exclamation, I think).......... And I've decided that the only fool here is me.
On to greater things. Alex from London (a friend that I made on my layover) is in Toronto currently and is (hopefully) coming to visit me on his way to NY! Hurray hurrah! He is super-fun, and not so big a deuschbag as some other cough guy from london cough. He also has a New Zealand accent, siggggggh.
OK, so I just totally jumped in EVERY DIRECTION POSSIBLE, but this is how I feel today; I'm very fragmented.
2 more things. Yesterday I painted my first piece, which was a buddha palm and signature, in the sand of the dunes. One of my goals of the summer was to write a novel in the sand, and though it was altered a bit, I accomplished a big goal. Also (2nd item), someone called me at about 2pm today and I dropped my phone and it exploded (well, fragmented into three pieces, easily put back together). Who are you, and what did you want??? I dont want to appear as a deuschbag that doesn't return calls, but I don't know who that was.
Mad Love.
First of all, I would like to let you all know that the man next to me is INSANE.
Now that that's said, new stuff... Well, it's all been said before, but now it's applied to new situations. I live in a circular motion and it's killing me.
I need some adventure in my life. I have a lot of adventures actually, it just never lasts. I'm very short-sighted.
Speaking of adventures though, I had one yesterday, and it was amazing. I now know what stars and dunes look like. OK, so I actually had two adventures yesterday, because I also got completely baked last night (thanks to my buddy Randy) and walked home. I was convinced the entire way home that Indians, cowboys, and priests were out to get me (they were hiding in trees, buildings, bulldozers, etc), and I kept somehow wandering out into the middle of the street. I also thought the Fuzz was out to get me, so at certain points when I saw cars (which turned out to not be police), I hid behind bushes. I must've looked like a crazy person to anyone who was normal, I seriously thought that I'd smoked myself insane. I also had this really strong urge to urinate in a public place (mostly because I had done so outdoors the night before at the sand dunes, and so I thought it would be mostly the same), but I resisted. Seriously though, it was crazy man.
I forget what I'm talking about. So today I'm pissy and depressy ('I hate hormones!' is my monthly exclamation, I think).......... And I've decided that the only fool here is me.
On to greater things. Alex from London (a friend that I made on my layover) is in Toronto currently and is (hopefully) coming to visit me on his way to NY! Hurray hurrah! He is super-fun, and not so big a deuschbag as some other cough guy from london cough. He also has a New Zealand accent, siggggggh.
OK, so I just totally jumped in EVERY DIRECTION POSSIBLE, but this is how I feel today; I'm very fragmented.
2 more things. Yesterday I painted my first piece, which was a buddha palm and signature, in the sand of the dunes. One of my goals of the summer was to write a novel in the sand, and though it was altered a bit, I accomplished a big goal. Also (2nd item), someone called me at about 2pm today and I dropped my phone and it exploded (well, fragmented into three pieces, easily put back together). Who are you, and what did you want??? I dont want to appear as a deuschbag that doesn't return calls, but I don't know who that was.
Mad Love.