This is my mom

It's her senior high school picture. I like her hair, and her skin looks super great! Go mom!

In other news, I've desperately needing a change of scenery. I need to be in a place where my shit is together, and not falling apart.

I'm such a loser.

I am the wind blowing through your hair.

just put some shit on my face, and a cool dress on. i love today more than myself.

Brave the Weird

When I have a home of my own it will be a combination of the mutter museum, a 1920s dressing room for a dancer, and Tia Dalma's dwelling from the Pirates of the Caribbean. Oh one day it shall be so!

open wide

I'm home and watching the History Channel about Hell. They mention a "Hellmouth" where Hell consumes the souls of the damned. Pretty awesome, right? It is! Look at these illlustrations!



Satan, uhh are you trying to cop a feel?

stuck

ugh so much shit going on in my head that i want to start making but i feel like i can't really start until i get organized downstairs. i'm going to explode.

On my mind lately

things changed. i try not to really dwell on the shit parts of it, rather just look forward to what is coming up after the shit. my god my eyeballs hurt.

Sex zombie

I want to be her.

see people, see light

last night i had a dream where i was in this relatively old house. i was in a room that would lit with a low wattage pink bulb. i was laying on my stomach on what i think was a bed with a man and a woman in the room. i couldn't move except for my eyes. i look down at the mattress and notice there is blood pooling out in front of my face. i look back up at the two people and the woman bends over to get a better look at me and exclaims "Oh my god! She's lobotomized herself! And her arms are missing!"

you're the best, brain!

Sorry we haven't spoken in awhile

...but that's kind of what's been going on. Oh and I turned 23.

pump it out

last night i went out to see my friend danielle because it was her birthday. i drank a few beers, made conversation and ate bar snacks. she also has another friend that works on the same movie i'm working on, but i never see him because he's always in the basement. small world instance again!

today i'm going to paint, draw, and story board all day. the juices that are creative will be flowing?

other news: it should snow today at some point... YAY!

4cereals

my goals are taking way too long to accomplish. i want to be successful now. NOW! ugh.

Oh this thing is here

stuff has happened since i last updated, but i don't care enough to put anything about that here.

i haven't been sleeping well for awhile. i woke up last night twice drenched in sweat. it was really gross, and it wasn't even hot in my room. the other night i woke up with finding myself scratching at my stomach. i hope i'm not possessed by a demon or something ridiculous. you know, i'd take something ridiculous possessing me over a demon any day.

I want to be a spook

happenings

i hate that i really love this time of year so much. i'm always searching for that eerie, anxious feeling every october. in the past 4 year though, it hasn't been the same. probably because i've relocated to brooklyn.

but i'm hoping to break this habit and make every thing right again.

sheila, dylan and i watched the "Trick 'r Treat" movie last night. i really enjoyed it. it had the same kind of feeling you want Halloween to be like and the story telling was not bad for the majority. go rent it!

sheila also introduced me to "Dead Man's Bones", Ryan Gosling's band. it's pretty fucking rad as well.

Cobble Stones at my feet

yesterday, molly and i went to Dumbo for an art gallery festival. she had to go for class, i went with her as a companion.





some of the artwork we looked at in one of the galleries/studios.




we also walked around a farmer's market and at the sunday brooklyn flea.


molly wanted to stop in this found wood furniture store. they had these sick animal sculptures. i dig the elephant one a lot. the place smelt really good as well. it was kind of a mix between burnt wood, cinnamon, dead leaves, and dirt. i wish every day of my life smelled like that.

glass dildos anyone? i think i saw something on the history channel once where they talked about these phallic creations.


an old merry-go-round that was restored. we couldn't go on it because new york state law says that there has to be at least 4 feet of space between the ride and a wall. there was only 2 feet of space. no ride.


taking pictures when going out is weird. i might do it again.

another of my cousins got engaged. it's pretty cool. i don't know how i feel about this weird growing up business. i just want to watch saturday morning cartoons and call my sister a butt head.
i'll just call her instead.