ok, two hours and twenty minutes to go...
I wrote a long chapter to my novel, and then deleted it. oh well, I can do better.
Jenni Rae is ungodly hot.
Work was stellar, best friday every. Friday is normally shite day because the clients can smell stress, they pounce on it like german shepards on fear. and by friday, after 5 days of 3rd shift madness I am frayed and ready to snap anyways. But tonight they slept all night and I just stayed up all night watching Groucho Marx, drawing me and Poison, plotting set ideas for meanwhile, and listening to me old ipod. I also watched some terribly useless television. Did you know that 80% of Americans will experience chronic backpain at some point in their life and that the numbered sleep mattress can cure 92% of those cases within three weeks? Brilliant!
This weekend is going to be a blast. I have been all whiny and tired on the phone because I'm always laying in bed trying to sleep when I talk to Poison... ha, today I was getting all cute and jealous of MLE because her and ms WestEnd, will be sharing a tent and probably more than that in a few days... She called me silly and cute and I felt better. I don't know if I can handle her dating other people and yet I don't think I'm ready for comittment and it appears she is in exactly the same boat... sigh.
Read some Pablo Neruda tonight... siempre, siempre.
I once wanted to name a band Los Batos Locos ( the Street Crazies)... but everyone in the band apparently hated mexicans... I mean they wouldn't come out and say it but they were so against using a spanish name. why I ask? because it sounds mexican, they say. I never got a reason for why that was so bad, I mean we were named after an Australian beer (west end stout)... how much sense does that make?
tonight we (JWE and Poison
) are having dinnerwith my mom who completely adores her for some reason. not that she isn't great but... well my mom isn't the nicest to strangers. A tad xenophobic that one. ANY+WAYS= It shall be a grand affair. I also have plans to shoot a new set for SB (PAUL JUST KICKED OPEN HIS DOOR AND RAN TO THE COUCH... SANS PANTS AND SCREAMING REEEAAAHHREEEEEAAHHRRRRR! God that shit is hilarious to suddenly see at 7 am...) and some practice shots for my next SG shoot.
A million thanks to all of you who joined me in saying boob yesterday.
Yours For the Revolution,
Mr. Jesse West End.
I wrote a long chapter to my novel, and then deleted it. oh well, I can do better.
Jenni Rae is ungodly hot.
Work was stellar, best friday every. Friday is normally shite day because the clients can smell stress, they pounce on it like german shepards on fear. and by friday, after 5 days of 3rd shift madness I am frayed and ready to snap anyways. But tonight they slept all night and I just stayed up all night watching Groucho Marx, drawing me and Poison, plotting set ideas for meanwhile, and listening to me old ipod. I also watched some terribly useless television. Did you know that 80% of Americans will experience chronic backpain at some point in their life and that the numbered sleep mattress can cure 92% of those cases within three weeks? Brilliant!
This weekend is going to be a blast. I have been all whiny and tired on the phone because I'm always laying in bed trying to sleep when I talk to Poison... ha, today I was getting all cute and jealous of MLE because her and ms WestEnd, will be sharing a tent and probably more than that in a few days... She called me silly and cute and I felt better. I don't know if I can handle her dating other people and yet I don't think I'm ready for comittment and it appears she is in exactly the same boat... sigh.
Read some Pablo Neruda tonight... siempre, siempre.
I once wanted to name a band Los Batos Locos ( the Street Crazies)... but everyone in the band apparently hated mexicans... I mean they wouldn't come out and say it but they were so against using a spanish name. why I ask? because it sounds mexican, they say. I never got a reason for why that was so bad, I mean we were named after an Australian beer (west end stout)... how much sense does that make?
tonight we (JWE and Poison

A million thanks to all of you who joined me in saying boob yesterday.
Yours For the Revolution,
Mr. Jesse West End.
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que soledad errante hasta tu compania!
Siguan los trenes solos rodando con la lluvia.
En Taltal no amanece aun la primavera.
Pero tu y yo, amor mio, estamos juntos,
juntos desde la ropa a las raices,
juntos de otono, de agua, de caderas,
hasta ser solo tu, solo yo juntos.