[audio] one headlight//the wall flowers

today, these are some things i like:
the world's smallest post office
things for sale that i will mail to you
rain audible from inside.
cute apartments - like this
listening to 90's music
playlists with obscure and awkwardly long titles
drawing with calligraphy pens and ink.

[audio] listening to the office

all of this homework and i still can't stay focused, or, you know, take myself seriously at all.

[audio] lollipop (lil wayne cover)//framing hanley

top four songs of the moment:

die tonight, live forever//innerpartysystems

lollipop//framing hanley

so rich, so pretty//mickey avalon

love lockdown//kanye west

i've become one of those people who can't do anything but work - including right now, as I sit in the neighborhood coffee shop inhaling about a pack's worth of second hand smoke and punching out two to three papers as if my life depends on it. I'm sure I look like a fairly large tool, considering I'm with two friends and we're all on our damn fancy Macbooks and dressed like the fucked up art snobs we are.

it's kind of weird how art school makes you this anti social - if you're not cloistered up somewhere (or in public cloistered up in some blasting headphones, as I am right now) you're talking about all of the work you should be cloistered up doing. whatever, it's a way to live I guess, and at least from my perspective it's keeping the booze companies in business.

[audio] bound to get caught//playradioplay!

the sun is starting to set circa 6pm, which is one of the shittiest first signs that winter is coming. It's worst quality to get out of class and it's already dark outside. and of course it's getting cold.

all the more reason to stay in bed with me.

[audio] naked//alice in videoland

there's still a hole in my ceiling - but somehow, in a very miraculous way, a new haircolor is making everything feel better. but that's life, I guess. here is some photographic evidence of the alleged hole - mind it's patched with an entire roll of white duct tape, but because the plaster isn't up yet you can still kind of tell.

as you can see, Field Mob has some things to say about it in the background. just look at their faces, damn. we're having a nice chat about the status of my life today - hopefully they'll have some good points to make.

[audio] work music

the morning after being drunk, i develop super powers: like a heightened sense of smell for disgusting things, and the ability to vomit endlessly.

i also need to make a point that my field mob poster could have been the greatest thing I ever found on the side of a road - it is 3x3 feet of amazing cardboard. but on the same hand, hanging it above my desk in clear line of view to my bed when i wake up may not have been the best idea. while their serious and judgmental expressions are fantastic for discussing philosophy, life, and the human experience, when I wake up still a little drunk it definitely looks like they're mocking the shit out of me for all of my poor decision making.

thoughts at work

[audio] in our bedroom after the war//stars

here is a list of criteria necessary to qualify at a status level of 'get the fuck away.' (as decided by an adolescence in retail services)

if you have a cute cartoon creature tattooed on your body, get the fuck away.
if you have a child younger than say, 13, that you can't control, get the fuck away.
if you are a customer that refuses to listen to my explanations (and then proceeds to ask me the same question eighteen times. oh wait. nineteen), get the fuck away.
if you are traveling in a group of more than 5 people - 5 loud people - get the fuck away.
if you think you're funny, trust me you're not. get the fuck away.
if you have composed a serious sentence using the word 'bro,' get the fuck away.
if you insist on talking to people while on your cellphone, get the fuck away.
if you are hosting a sports team tournament, sleep over, or birthday party, get the fuck away.
if you legitimately find 'how much this is?' to be a real question, get the fuck away.
if you have any mass number of sequins or rhinestones on your clothing, you're probably annoying. get the fuck away.
if you are in the mall daily - without holding a job in it - get the fuck away.
and finally, if you're just killing time before a movie - get the fuck away.