The Sleeping Cabaret
I was walking home along the middle of the street with my hair tousled and my eyes half-closed to the morning light when, looking up, a man stood before me with his bicycle and aviator cap and scowled at my unkempt attire.
After swinging I felt confident enough to perform an aerial over a fence and, inebriated, fell face first into the sand.
Tentative summer plans: 1) animations 2) a short film 3) a welcome to summer goth party 4) Wii 5) writing.
Definite summer plans: 1) True Colors concert 2) Fiona concert 3) random adventures 4) teaching digital arts 5) reading like a mofo.
There were fireworks outside while watching The Rules of Attraction, the only movie since Brick, which has nothing to do with my love for waking up to the wind mashing melodies and daylight through closed blinds.
After swinging I felt confident enough to perform an aerial over a fence and, inebriated, fell face first into the sand.
Tentative summer plans: 1) animations 2) a short film 3) a welcome to summer goth party 4) Wii 5) writing.
Definite summer plans: 1) True Colors concert 2) Fiona concert 3) random adventures 4) teaching digital arts 5) reading like a mofo.
There were fireworks outside while watching The Rules of Attraction, the only movie since Brick, which has nothing to do with my love for waking up to the wind mashing melodies and daylight through closed blinds.