desidia

Well I was going to wait until Nixon figured it out herself so I could get mad at how long it took... but after four days I just didn't have the energy.

Theres two neon palm trees in the otherwise funeralesque rosegarden of my mind.

A) I'm moving to New York city

B) I have a girlfriend

Both these things were at the very bottom of a rather long to-do list. Actually they weren't on the list at all. When life gives you lemons, you make lemondrop martinis. And when life gives you a model/pornstar/dominatrix that wants to fly you out, house, feed and sleep with you, you fucking do it. Even if what I really want is to be single in Portland because thats apparently not happening.

I'll admit at the time this happened I was on the rebound being freshly rejected by unemployment but all it did was hasten the inevitable decision. Move to the largest city in the nation with a hot girl vs. Staying in the heart of Oregon's Christmas Tree-farm capital with my parents.

It was a no-brainer. Even if she is clingy and I haven't been a boyfriend for a lonnnng time.



PS. I did a lovely drawing of Shub Niggurath today. I'll have to show you when its finished.