you left me standing in the sleet tonight. you are unreliable.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Monday, March 30, 2009
uhhhggggg, Hamline.
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Friday, March 27, 2009
Monday, March 23, 2009
6:45 a.m. March 21st 2009
Morning Serenade; a reflection
( in the form of text message)
haley
rude as fuck.
Caitlin
holy hell. i am ready to punch her in the effing face.
haley
no shit, momma's taking an audible dump in the bathroom
Caitlin
omg. they are martians. i hate them.
haley
and then came the sleep machine...
caitlin
EFFFFFFFFFF
haley
seriously, fuck them... i am waking up two hours from now just to be loud. they are big fucking smelly martians.
Caitlin
sounds like a plan. we can watch fucking "in bruges" and eat fucking doritos.
haley
ok. get some shut eye.
THERES MORE WHERE THAT CAME FROM.
( in the form of text message)
haley
rude as fuck.
Caitlin
holy hell. i am ready to punch her in the effing face.
haley
no shit, momma's taking an audible dump in the bathroom
Caitlin
omg. they are martians. i hate them.
haley
and then came the sleep machine...
caitlin
EFFFFFFFFFF
haley
seriously, fuck them... i am waking up two hours from now just to be loud. they are big fucking smelly martians.
Caitlin
sounds like a plan. we can watch fucking "in bruges" and eat fucking doritos.
haley
ok. get some shut eye.
THERES MORE WHERE THAT CAME FROM.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
thursday babble
I think I will go too. Brain fried. yum. leftover rice, vegetable curry, and lean mean salmon fillets. Good looking people kissing on the TV. i think i will eat my Easter treats and have a thought or two. gonna paint the walls around here and fix everything up real nice. i can't decide if it's cold outside or whatever what have you. what will i do what will i say? i have a feeling i have a feeling i have had a feeling something big is going to happen this week. just a feeling. IT's not in the stars, that much is for sure. tomorrow is Friday, so we shall see. Ouija board is calling me, haunt this place and let it be. what kind are you? do you notice somebody like me. i sure would. i think.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
a full day


(reverse chronological)
listened to the wind try to blow down my house
post-modern theory over pizza
walked through a blizzard
critiqued resumes for $$$$
painted horrible color charts/loathed painting/college art classes continuously muddy creativity
became obsessed with Marcel Duchamp
obsession with the style of mechanical eroticism
drew my first sketch of " Lady Godiva" piece
called about a job
Hamline taught me what it means to have a sense of "Self"
woke up late
Monday, March 9, 2009
they call them killer whales for a reason

to hear from you rustles up the sediment at high sea. my survival is murky. i am the man without a country. Missing in Action. in my head i float aimlessly high. with a fear of heights and deep water. i guess in the middle is where i should be. by day, i wait with a glaciers patience. at night i speak to whales, and they ask me to forget you right before they go in for the kill. please, don't forget me when im stuck in a great white belly. my organs scattered, a proper funeral at sea. but i'm not all there...you still have something that belongs to me and i will need it someday if you can't hold it properly.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
my new favorite.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
it's march...
and i am done worrying about how you feel.
bashing my head against the wall over a boy.
how silly, how childish.
i'd pick me. any day.
you picked an ogre.
bashing my head against the wall over a boy.
how silly, how childish.
i'd pick me. any day.
you picked an ogre.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
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