Monday, June 25, 2007

Typolution

This is what you would see if you cut open my head right now and looked inside.


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Sunday, June 24, 2007

procrastinating again.

I think I may have a serious problem.
I don't do nothing I just do absolutely everything other than what I'm supposed to be doing.
Lately I have been re-reading nearly all the books I own, taking lots of very long baths, drafting plans for a radio show I'd like to present but probably won't get around to, collecting ideas for a film I'd like to write and produce but probably will never have the time or money to, re-evaluating my wardrobe just to raffirm that I cannot afford much at all, writing genius poetry that I can never show anyone and taking tea with myself a little too often.

I know it's all about choice
So why can't I just make it?
And then act on it?


"Should I kill myself or have a cup of coffee?"
- Albert Camus

This is kinda nice:

Monday, June 04, 2007

About the other night...

Welcome to the whalehouse

Let's mosey on down

Where can we find some men that are not entirely fucked in the heads but don't mind that we are?

What do you do?

Can you cook?

You are not like the girls in Sydney

Hilarious meat canvas

Now imagine a horse

Jimeoin asked if he could go on before me

Willyouwon'tyoudon'tyou

He makes me laugh, he makes me smile, he makes me happier than I've been for quite a while. That rhymes. Double fuck.

This rough magic

One last time

The new girlfriend

We kissed in the rain but I still love him

Blue Monday at 33 instead of 45rpm

Hideous Hearts

little deaths

(...) over crushed ice $15





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Sunday, June 03, 2007

"What will survive of us
is love"

wrote Zelda Fitzgerald.

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And we all know what happened to her.

Saturday, June 02, 2007

Old thoughts

... In the haze of a hangover, curled, I had the strangest sensation. I couldn't shake the odd perception that I was no longer in the present but somewhere else, far off in the future, looking back at this present. Somehow I had become unstuck and was living in a memory that I was yet to form long ago. I felt that this particular morning had already happened, was always going to happen and now always will, whatever may come of it...

What do you call that?

Friday, June 01, 2007

Secret Brother

I found this on Polaniod.net
I don't know... this young man's face appears a little too freakily familiar to me.
Maybe he's just an actor and I've seen him in a movie somewhere before
But I can't shrug the idea that he looks a bit like my brother or my dad when he was much younger

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Funny email - LOL!/ blog filler

Dad sent this to me today:

Hi Jen,

A poster for your wall.

Laugh.

Dad

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How does he know?!