I feel more rumblings
I've can't and don't want to take the effort to think when the last time was I took an ACTUAL dump.
Maria's new favorite joke is Gayboymucousypoopwetdog.
Oh I feel like a rag doll being shaken around by a rottweiler on the occasion.
A little bit helpless to my own emotions and other peoples mercy.
A certain sense of not entirely liking the situation I'm in.
But not being hurt enough to want to move on.
I guess I'm too optimistic, or I expect people to be more thoughtful than they really are.
Jacob and I want to do music together I like that idea.
I hear him singing and playing a banjo nextdoor.
It sounds off but beautiful.
Now he's listening to some of his own recordings that sound a lot like Aphex Twin. He know's they do. So I need not say anything.
It's pretty much song specific.
I left my bass in Maria's apartment tonight.
I have too much trust in people.
Too much or not enough.
I fear I'll have to be the bearer of bad news and tell jacob to turn down his music.
It's nice and quiet in Mt. Royal, maybe it's because they're girls...but girls can be loud as hell to.
I listen to Autechre right now, it's good stuff.
Tommorow I have painting at 9 AM.
It's late, but nothing in comparisson to the late nights I'll be staying up throughout this semester.
I think of the less time we'll spend doing projects and think that with my grades being good last semester with my attention of Maria more than anything. This semester I should be able to own.
She said she needs the alone time for her to gain more independance.
I have doubts at this.
I have doubts that she's actually going to use this time wisely.
I trust she will once the work comes in, but over the break then over the past few days it's taken a while to get back into the groove.
I don't blame her.
It'd be cool to have something done for me one day.
Just in general.
Dennis Roddman married himself, maybe I'll do the same.
What a dumb thing to say...
I think I'll pop next door and see my friend.
Then take a horrible shit.
Then have a solitary sleep.
Maybe I won't wake up in the morning.
Maria's new favorite joke is Gayboymucousypoopwetdog.
Oh I feel like a rag doll being shaken around by a rottweiler on the occasion.
A little bit helpless to my own emotions and other peoples mercy.
A certain sense of not entirely liking the situation I'm in.
But not being hurt enough to want to move on.
I guess I'm too optimistic, or I expect people to be more thoughtful than they really are.
Jacob and I want to do music together I like that idea.
I hear him singing and playing a banjo nextdoor.
It sounds off but beautiful.
Now he's listening to some of his own recordings that sound a lot like Aphex Twin. He know's they do. So I need not say anything.
It's pretty much song specific.
I left my bass in Maria's apartment tonight.
I have too much trust in people.
Too much or not enough.
I fear I'll have to be the bearer of bad news and tell jacob to turn down his music.
It's nice and quiet in Mt. Royal, maybe it's because they're girls...but girls can be loud as hell to.
I listen to Autechre right now, it's good stuff.
Tommorow I have painting at 9 AM.
It's late, but nothing in comparisson to the late nights I'll be staying up throughout this semester.
I think of the less time we'll spend doing projects and think that with my grades being good last semester with my attention of Maria more than anything. This semester I should be able to own.
She said she needs the alone time for her to gain more independance.
I have doubts at this.
I have doubts that she's actually going to use this time wisely.
I trust she will once the work comes in, but over the break then over the past few days it's taken a while to get back into the groove.
I don't blame her.
It'd be cool to have something done for me one day.
Just in general.
Dennis Roddman married himself, maybe I'll do the same.
What a dumb thing to say...
I think I'll pop next door and see my friend.
Then take a horrible shit.
Then have a solitary sleep.
Maybe I won't wake up in the morning.