nebel

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I am now offically, offically, the french connection specialist at downtown marshall fields.....

buy things from me! be a tool.....plleeeaaasseeee......

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sometimes I just feel like I have to do something drastic (like dismantle my computer) inorder to do something (i.e anything) and really I'm not sure how nessisary it really would be. I need change. I'm sick of the stagnant. I need some rapids, damn it. but otherwise I guess I'm floating.....good floating. honest...like I'm on a neon tube with a fancy cocktail in one hand, sunglasses with palmtrees on the lenses, and piranha 's swimming below me. ew.

I came up with some more for that spooky wolf story I wrote awhile back. reminsent of brother crows, and bones that weep. we'll see where it goes.

aaannnddd......

I did this




while jordan did this




it's for some tattoo artist named Kat, and I keep telling myself that I'm not jealous.

I'm not.

but what a blur of work and shows and blah. I was glad to run into some SGers and wish they'd of been at the silvermen show. aahhh well I did run and hide in the pool tables at cabooze, so maybe we're even. At anyrate, I think you all owe me a drink.

and I'm so happy there was one day of warmth this week.



who wants to come bitch at mill city museum with me?!

p.s. Butt cracks are funny. They make me laugh