Wednesday, March 31, 2010
?
after wednesday night things are going to change. some sadness and loss probably is going to spread my direction. directions and possibilities are going to close. my bane/muse/strangely connected friend might go away. 19 hours straight. love is a funny thing
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
sticks stones and broken shit
I'm going to have a change of scene today.
I should be running and training right now
clean the house
go outside
do some work at the studio (light for the gayngs show worked out)
pay my different rents
send my statement and price listings for the show (at SpotArt opens friday)
do my homework for work
tackle the mountain of dishes
do some cooking
stay off facebook
not spend all day doing stupid shit online
whole list of things to do. time to have fun with it
I did have a change of scene today. it was doing the much of the same stuff I would have done, but it was with a rad person instead of by myself; and instead of on my couch it was on hers. hers is way more comfortable than mine
I should be running and training right now
clean the house
go outside
do some work at the studio (light for the gayngs show worked out)
pay my different rents
send my statement and price listings for the show (at SpotArt opens friday)
do my homework for work
tackle the mountain of dishes
do some cooking
stay off facebook
not spend all day doing stupid shit online
whole list of things to do. time to have fun with it
I did have a change of scene today. it was doing the much of the same stuff I would have done, but it was with a rad person instead of by myself; and instead of on my couch it was on hers. hers is way more comfortable than mine
Monday, March 29, 2010
bwow
For having the worst brain busting hangover in a long time it was a really nice day. Talked with the least boring girl in minneapolis all day then went to get food with said girl. Despite the haze of complication that drifts around us most times today it was a clear as the sky. time for a peaceful nap. such a nice day. yay
it's all in the wording
wording can change the tone of a story dramatically.
I woke up this morning fully dressed after staying up until who knows how long, with a pocket full of ripped up dollar bills, there was a tv show about people preparing for the strongman competition and fitness competitions still on and the volume, I'm still drunk from last night and i'm still fucked up by whatever it was that I took last night, I threw up, exchanged poorly thought out text messages, stumbled to the corner store to get some gatorade and something to eat that I could actually stomach and marveled at the fact that I am still under the influence of something. oh, and I have the biggest headache I've had in a long long time. i'm getting hit by a hammer each time a bird opens it's beak and the sun is blinding. I'm sore on every level. this is the roughest morning I've had in a long time. I'm wrecked
try this now:
I went to bed super late after going to a friends place after the bar. I got hang out with people I don't see that often which led too many drinks and stuff so once I got home I fell asleep watching a movie. I hadn't even taken my shoes off. I woke up with a headache and a hangover, talked to a different friend, then went to the store to get something to drink and a snack before I went on with the day. it's a beautiful morning, the birds are chirping; it's too bad I have such a bad hangover.
I don't think I can word the violent vomiting, the burn in my right sinus from inhaling an unknown powder, the still being intoxicated and the not having any idea where I parked my car parts well. I can just simplify it.
I'm a fucking retard
that's probably why I'm writing this and watching the second matrix movie when I should be running or sleeping.
I woke up this morning fully dressed after staying up until who knows how long, with a pocket full of ripped up dollar bills, there was a tv show about people preparing for the strongman competition and fitness competitions still on and the volume, I'm still drunk from last night and i'm still fucked up by whatever it was that I took last night, I threw up, exchanged poorly thought out text messages, stumbled to the corner store to get some gatorade and something to eat that I could actually stomach and marveled at the fact that I am still under the influence of something. oh, and I have the biggest headache I've had in a long long time. i'm getting hit by a hammer each time a bird opens it's beak and the sun is blinding. I'm sore on every level. this is the roughest morning I've had in a long time. I'm wrecked
try this now:
I went to bed super late after going to a friends place after the bar. I got hang out with people I don't see that often which led too many drinks and stuff so once I got home I fell asleep watching a movie. I hadn't even taken my shoes off. I woke up with a headache and a hangover, talked to a different friend, then went to the store to get something to drink and a snack before I went on with the day. it's a beautiful morning, the birds are chirping; it's too bad I have such a bad hangover.
I don't think I can word the violent vomiting, the burn in my right sinus from inhaling an unknown powder, the still being intoxicated and the not having any idea where I parked my car parts well. I can just simplify it.
I'm a fucking retard
that's probably why I'm writing this and watching the second matrix movie when I should be running or sleeping.
jeez
I just looked up and it took me two hourss to post that last post. I guess that dolphin was a success
and while that gay dolphin stripper was awesome i do wish i hadn't given that last cigarette to that ho.
not awesome next day. not not not not not awesome not awesome. bad decisions happen after a ton of beer and whiskey. stay away from all of it. dumb dumb idiot i am. but the two days since have been good
and while that gay dolphin stripper was awesome i do wish i hadn't given that last cigarette to that ho.
not awesome next day. not not not not not awesome not awesome. bad decisions happen after a ton of beer and whiskey. stay away from all of it. dumb dumb idiot i am. but the two days since have been good
adviecievic
Here is some advice (from what I've been told of course).
if a stripper and a gay dude offer you a line from a pill with a dolphin on it,, go for it.
this is bad advice
this is bad advice
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