||Long life|| U ||Friends||
I wish I had 1 million dollars. There is nothing that could go wrong, if I just could … get 1 million dollars. To take away the pain. DON’T BE SHEEPISH!
I will not, work on Maggie’s Farm. Ever. Again.
Oh the union of friends-for-life. AND Don’t get me wrong: not for the Jesus kind of life, but for the daaaaaamn-we’re-only-here-because-3-billion-years-ago-prokaryotes-downloaded-photosynthesis.-from-Jesus’-LINKSYS. That kind of friendship.
Self-portrait of my right eye. (NYC: 2007)
I’ve thought a lot about 15 minutes (the unit of time), and I’ve come to a conclusion: O H W E L L. I CAN’T BELIEVE I HAVE BEEN GOING IN CIRCLES FOR YEARS! WHERE IS MY EXCEL SHEET??!
I can’t feel my heart! I can’t feel my art!
This entire week was spent on deciphering my absolute favorite professor’s ambiguous word puzzles on /h/-dropping in British English over the last 1000 years… She has the kind of other-worldly intelligence that basically bothers humans. It’s amazing. I think I love her. The amount of times that the words “straightforward” and “obviously” appear in a lecture — is MIND BLOWING.
“I can’t believe this is happening”
I have a few life goals…one of them is to always have a wallet (money clip – I don’t wear wallets because they make my ass look weird); so I will have this wallet full FULL FUCKING BLOATED with hundred dollar bills. I think $700 is a reasonable amount.
“Saving…the friendship.”
Another one of my goals is to fix it to where all kids can easily have access to a multitude of language learning, healthy diets, creative outlets of all types, and most importantly — a well-rounded understanding of evolutionary ecology.
“You are a muppet, you need help.”
I am a conceptual person. And I need numbers to survive. I didn’t always use to be this way…there was once a time where I used twirly, eloquence, in order to establish a point. I could have made cursive metal necklaces out of rooftop-drama-kissing, sold them at Catbirds off Metropolitan (when it was still off Metropolitan) … But after spending some time in the land of footage, I grew up. And stopped being such a fucking baby.
