what is an artist?
artists "are people who say, 'I can't fix my country or my state or my city, or even my marriage. But by golly, I can make this square of canvas, or this eight and-and-a-half-by-eleven piece of paper, or this lump of clay, or these twelve bars of music, exactly what they ought to be!'" very true. at least in my experience. so...
up! down. UP? no, down. up. down. up. down! up! middle...bored.
tis been while since i wrote so maybe i got something to say. not really though, the world is bored right now. im bored right now. its 8:3o or so on a wednesday and i got nothing to do. went to smoke a bowl with some peps but none were found. lookin for a bottle to crawl into but cant find the age. oh well. at least ive got live journal! and pancakes i guess. i decided to stop going to school. its jsut not for me, it wasnt back in the day when i was a lad, it isnt now that im an older lad. what the fuck is a lad? fuck the english. can i just say that the chick in evane(whatever, dont feel like spelling so you know what fuckig band im talking about) has magic clevage. its not huge, its just always there, like 7-11. twenty, twenty, twenty four hours to go, wanna be sedated. there is a stick of margarine on top of our oven that has been there since before i moved in. gotta love living with fat people.
anyway, back to me quitting school again. it worked out for me the first time. and besides, i think id rather wander the earth anyway. first stop...the dreaded french canada. i fuckin hate the canucks but i can get a job there and a place to live easy. gots many family members up in dat piece, ive always wanted to learn french. even if it is french like american is english. but i only want to stay there long enough to get free healthcare and learn the language, then its off to who knows where. i met these two old guys at the diner the other day that told me that i was the smartest 20 year old hed ever met. well not to sound concieted but i get that alot. i just read and talk about shit other people stray from, that gives me obscure opinions, that makes me smart to others. anyway, besides the complement these gentlemen gave me some perspective. if i never marry (accept a rich sugar momma) and never have kids, i can make the world my home town and just travel for the rest of my life. whether its live somewhere for a while then move across the continent or whatever, i dont hae to be tied to anything. life is a journey, not a destination. to be comfotatble is to wait for death. carpe diem. sieze the carp. i wish i could say with no second thought that this will be my philosophy for the rest of my days. as of now id think it is but im sure ill do the whole marrry, kids thing one day, but not anytime soon. on that note i will end this and continue my search for something worth while to do.
up! down. UP? no, down. up. down. up. down! up! middle...bored.
tis been while since i wrote so maybe i got something to say. not really though, the world is bored right now. im bored right now. its 8:3o or so on a wednesday and i got nothing to do. went to smoke a bowl with some peps but none were found. lookin for a bottle to crawl into but cant find the age. oh well. at least ive got live journal! and pancakes i guess. i decided to stop going to school. its jsut not for me, it wasnt back in the day when i was a lad, it isnt now that im an older lad. what the fuck is a lad? fuck the english. can i just say that the chick in evane(whatever, dont feel like spelling so you know what fuckig band im talking about) has magic clevage. its not huge, its just always there, like 7-11. twenty, twenty, twenty four hours to go, wanna be sedated. there is a stick of margarine on top of our oven that has been there since before i moved in. gotta love living with fat people.
anyway, back to me quitting school again. it worked out for me the first time. and besides, i think id rather wander the earth anyway. first stop...the dreaded french canada. i fuckin hate the canucks but i can get a job there and a place to live easy. gots many family members up in dat piece, ive always wanted to learn french. even if it is french like american is english. but i only want to stay there long enough to get free healthcare and learn the language, then its off to who knows where. i met these two old guys at the diner the other day that told me that i was the smartest 20 year old hed ever met. well not to sound concieted but i get that alot. i just read and talk about shit other people stray from, that gives me obscure opinions, that makes me smart to others. anyway, besides the complement these gentlemen gave me some perspective. if i never marry (accept a rich sugar momma) and never have kids, i can make the world my home town and just travel for the rest of my life. whether its live somewhere for a while then move across the continent or whatever, i dont hae to be tied to anything. life is a journey, not a destination. to be comfotatble is to wait for death. carpe diem. sieze the carp. i wish i could say with no second thought that this will be my philosophy for the rest of my days. as of now id think it is but im sure ill do the whole marrry, kids thing one day, but not anytime soon. on that note i will end this and continue my search for something worth while to do.