monovox

Fuck, Fuck and Double ass monkey-FUCK!!!!!!!!!


I walk out of the house today to meet up with elleseven to go work out and find my truck window busted out. My bag is gone. THE BAG with my journals, sketch pad, books, ipod... you know, the shit that goes with me everywhere. The shit that no one in the world would find worth anything, yet to me is worth more than I can possibly calculate. I am in shock more from the bad fucking karma I seem to be having when it comes to people stealing shit from me; just 2 weeks ago $3500+ worth of camera equipment was ripped off in the Puerto Vallarta airport along with over 400 shots from my mexico trip (most of which I made the trip specially for).

I don't place a huge value on 'stuff'... physical shit can be replaced, but my images... my drawings, my scribblings of the most intimate minutia, raving ramblings that are my breadcrumb trail into the deepest dark places of the forest...

I keep feeling like something in the universe keeps screaming: Tabula Rosa mother fucker!!!!!

I keep searching for what I am not getting that I need to be whacked like this. I am not much of a believer in coincidence... Especially since I have been giving myself the physic high colonic of a lifetime. Punctuated by recently leaving the business I created 12 years ago. perhaps I am making this into something more than it needs to be. perhaps it is just random shit that I seem to be neck deep in right now.

Fuck; 200 bucks to fix the window. just what I needed.



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Hope you fucking choke on that crack pipe you fucking thief.