menagerie

Thank you everyone for birthday wishes. It was quite a day, didn't go out, drank a lot, wrecked someone else's car, almost cut my damn finger off, knocked a hole in my wall, and then went to eat around seven.

Fucking hell, quit my job and unemployment is marvelous. Not drawing a check, is not so great. However, I can do a lighting gig in New York to get me through the year(though it's really just an excuse to visit friends there), and then take some private clients back in Austin. Or just be a full time bum.

I fucking promise I'll put something interesting on here one day, I just can't seem to unload my head. Thoughts are just running around up there and bumping into one another, then they get hurt and die. So it leaves me sitting here going "surely I'm thinking about something?"...
"Hmm... Guess not."