whoa. totally exhausted. slept way too little last night, which means like 5 hours and i'm still hungover. it's all worth it though, just to know that some people don't hate you. it all works out. anyways, tired. not enough time to do all the things i'd like to do. although it is sorta coming together. and within a weeks time i'll have XM radio. and i'll be ambiguously gay.
do you remember some movie about a family getting a giant rabbit? it's in black and white. i just remember being built up about it. in some major way. this is when i was about 9 or something. maybe younger. and i finally watched it with my parents, my father thought it was essential. and i don't even remember the point of the film, i just remember you don't really ever see the rabbit. i was highly disappointed. which is the point of this. and my disappointment was my father's disappointment. i remember that feeling of sadness. and wanting to take it all back by the laundry room. moments like that, they stick with you forever. when you feel like you failed when you shouldn't have. take it back. it's all simple. and whatever. and not a big deal. but i guess for me things like that are the backbone of it all. also thinkin'bout mom singin' about boats rowing and little lights. why are children so good at always seeing a new day so simply. also, if i wanted to be really into this (i'm really half-assing) i'd make some sort of connection between my job of framing and perception. i won't though. and i'm not in a silly mood. i am hungover. and back to the nine.
also, i'm so glad that i own marquee moon again. and XM radio, WOO in the target SNL lady vain. i really need to get on top of the whole sowing idea. srsly. and just more creating. at least i can say my room has a personality that isn't a mess. for once. WOO. more later. i'm sorta disappointed that i didn't put more effort into this buttttttttt i had been lettin' the horse get away from me.
the alf thing is just the similarity to that movie. family with secrets. it really should all be better. don't say that you love me, just tell me that you want me. TUSK! duhdurrr.
philanthropy possibly??? monkeys to save, everyone needs an uncle. i really wish i could hear pick a bail of cotton rights 'bout now.
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ohhh lordy pick a bale of hay?? im jeals of your radio.
ok i remember seeing a movie about a silly pirate guy named black beard. i think the movie was black beards ghost. i loved it and watched it a million times. that is my childhood movie that i want to find.
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