LIKE A FOX

god damnit i'm home on a saturday night being as lonely as can be. so i'm gonna BLOG ABOUT IT

i don't know why i feel how i do, i wanted 'me' time during the day but now that it is night i'm alone and wanting company

i bought stuff, some necessities for art like inks and graphites and fat brushes then i decided to buy seeing sounds FINALLY by N*E*R*D who have been a part of my musical blooming since i was just a wee teenager. and may i say it is a fucking awesome album that makes me feel so good. i also decided to by the clash - london calling which i enjoy. the VERY BEST of CREAM who i enjoy :] and i bought Weezers Pinkerton but i've had that for ages... i also managed to get my hands on laura imbruglia so i'm a happy chappy.

i managed to fuck up a drawing which has annoyed me as i did it in pen *rages* but whatever ya know. I feel that i am at a loss for words unless.......fuck. fuck. fuck. swearing is such a great outlet, some good christians just don't understand how good it is to release with something that doesn't really mean anything but anger and frustration. i say shit everyone knows i'm pissed. i say fuck i'm angry too. i say spinnach then i am a happy person then aren't i? man i feel like some pineapple. mmmm pineapple. had strawberries that had been soaking in raspberry liqueur for an hour or two, talk about orgasmic! fruit for the win!

i wish i could see Ectoplasm, Brandon Boyds' art exhibition. i mean what a darn interesting thing to explore and from what i've seen it looks worth it.

drums are awesome. i love drumming. piano is so awesome. i love playing. life is sweet. fiddle-lee-dee-potatoes. Mochas dominate coffee all the way. Much Love

recent art

wine

such an evil.. evil drink. it is zee devil
i wish i didn't enjoy it so much.
wine
lately i've been indulging in too much of it though. time to ease up.
i have been playing the drums a lot. :] they're grand
i need to get my portfolio compiled about now though. October 16 is my deadline! ah! nervous! i better get in. i wonder what are good places in the US.


need: help, i need somebody, help.
desire: hugs
lost: my mind

a chihuahua in a bow tie

i ran out of pen. sigh. no time to buy new ones either.

harro

i am alive.
i do not merely exist.
to exist is to contribute nothing but your body, when you're alive your voice matters and through that you live.