staring at trees won't make you grow any taller.
this valentine's day i got:
-chocolates i can't eat
-a pack of cigarettes
-a garden flamingo
-a teddy bear
-a pixelated card
-flowers
best valentine's day probably ever. i never get anything. it all came together at the apartment where i got so drunk i bought a 30 pack for everyone and passed out 2 seconds later. my beer was harbored the previous day to brooklyn.
speaking of brooklyn, wil finally moved. we spent 3 hours in ikea yesterday. mark and david passed out on cardboard boxes.
its been 3 weeks with no adderall. i didn't think that shit was so mandatory, but i haven't really done anything since the last capsule i've ingested.
last week on tuesday i had a nervous breakdown and crystal saved me. i made my way to brooklyn and crystal max and i went to a kareoke bar. i don't remember anything but crystal told me i was grinding an overweight black man who was singing along to tlc's don't go chasing waterfalls. after that i proceeded to summersault off of every object in the bar. and then threw pizza all over. it was probably the best night of my life and i can't even recollect it. tom and i had a slumber party the following day. we played katamari and watched a very long engagement, which was by the director of amelie. it made me want to go to a lighthouse.
i've been talking to jen a lot lately, hopefully she is coming up this weekend so we can blackout together.
i got a tattoo also.
the one on the right with his arms crossed. that picture of me on myspace..
well don from electric lotus tattoo liked it so much, he said he would trade me a tattoo for a framed print. first artwork i ever sold. probably the only reason photography is the best type of art; you can make prints and prints and still have the original for yourself. i get too attached to my paintings. this is a big reason why i'm thinking of changing my major to printmaking.
in conclusion, yes, last week i had the worse break down i've had in some time, but as cliche as it sounds, all you need is friends.
-chocolates i can't eat
-a pack of cigarettes
-a garden flamingo
-a teddy bear
-a pixelated card
-flowers
best valentine's day probably ever. i never get anything. it all came together at the apartment where i got so drunk i bought a 30 pack for everyone and passed out 2 seconds later. my beer was harbored the previous day to brooklyn.
speaking of brooklyn, wil finally moved. we spent 3 hours in ikea yesterday. mark and david passed out on cardboard boxes.
its been 3 weeks with no adderall. i didn't think that shit was so mandatory, but i haven't really done anything since the last capsule i've ingested.
last week on tuesday i had a nervous breakdown and crystal saved me. i made my way to brooklyn and crystal max and i went to a kareoke bar. i don't remember anything but crystal told me i was grinding an overweight black man who was singing along to tlc's don't go chasing waterfalls. after that i proceeded to summersault off of every object in the bar. and then threw pizza all over. it was probably the best night of my life and i can't even recollect it. tom and i had a slumber party the following day. we played katamari and watched a very long engagement, which was by the director of amelie. it made me want to go to a lighthouse.
i've been talking to jen a lot lately, hopefully she is coming up this weekend so we can blackout together.
i got a tattoo also.
the one on the right with his arms crossed. that picture of me on myspace..
well don from electric lotus tattoo liked it so much, he said he would trade me a tattoo for a framed print. first artwork i ever sold. probably the only reason photography is the best type of art; you can make prints and prints and still have the original for yourself. i get too attached to my paintings. this is a big reason why i'm thinking of changing my major to printmaking.
in conclusion, yes, last week i had the worse break down i've had in some time, but as cliche as it sounds, all you need is friends.