i'd like to be hit in the head with a sledgehammer-then i would not have to worry about all these errands i have to do. my life is bland and unexiting.....
hey-- let's see if i remember what my pics are.....
um, the profile pic-- i took that myself.....i just walked in one day, and the firedude was saving the planet from the aliens, and i thought, "man, i gotta get a picture of this".
ok, the first pic is from the cover of the flaming lips album, something like "yoshimi battles the pink robots".
next, i think, is a pic i took of the candles hanging on my screened porch. i like that one.
then, edward hopper--a really great painter. lots of rooms that look like someone has just been there.
um, i think that's all. i had some other pics that i took up there until yesterday--they were of me, and i started feeling icky about it. haha oh well.
peace.
no, really, i can do a graph to show the increase in posts to my journal when i have a pic of me in my undies or something. it gets a little creepy sometimes. then i forget, and put some up again! duh. how come the guys aren't putting pics of themselves half-naked up there?.......hmmmm
that' what it's like after surgery--you wake up and look around, and realize that they could have done anything to you that they wanted while you were under. eerie.
that's weird about the post--i always go back to the previous journal when i change it. there are often stragglers.
I go through times when I constantly dream.. and then I go through draughts (sp?) ... I don't think I dreamed (at least remembered) for a good year or so and then I started using a night sleep mask.. then I started having awful dreams...
