quicky

03Jun09

Sometimes, I hate boys.
One of these days, I’m going to find a victim boy, and punch him so motherfucking hard in the face that his ENTIRE species will feel it.

For days. For years.

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petal pusher

03Jun09

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kthx

03Jun09

I’ve been meaning to update the artz page with some new sketches, but time is not my friend right now. I tend to forget to add the sketches to the ever-growing collection, so by the time that I decide to, I get overwhelmed. I’ve added a few because stones was being a bitch about me updating a nice friend, and reminding me. Right now, I have like 10+ sketches that need to be added, but I’ll save that for a later (read: less hectic, not insane) day. In the meantime, I have most of them up on flickr; a set dedicated just for my sketchiness.

And if I survive this week, I might find the energy to add moar.

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SoBe it!

28May09

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haaay girl, haaay

28May09

Chuck Klosterman once said (wrote in a book, whatevs), “It’s difficult to be epic on command, especially when you have no idea what constitutes epochal behavior.”, and this got me thinking about people I’ve met along the way. In my lifetime, I’ve been fortunate enough to meet all kinds of people. People from such diverse backgrounds, and various upbringings. Each one, “epic” in their own ways. Unfortunately, in this plethora of new found friendships, there are rotten apples. The ones that fall from the tree, and are immediately devoured by vermin. (OOH shit, Cannibal Corpse cheeze, how you like me know, Corpsegrindahhh!) Those friendships have dissipated over the years; mostly by choice. The other half have completely gone away on their own. I’m difficult, too. I realize this, but if people want to walk out of my life, I’m not going to stop them.

Although, I’ve cried over two friendships gone awry because it completely blindsided the fuck out of me. I never saw it coming. Currently, I’m working on repairing the one that hit me the hardest. It’s a long journey, but I’ve let go of inhibitions, and I’m slowly letting my guard down again. The other one? Well, that’s probably never going to get repaired. It’s at the point now, where I don’t really care anymore. She and I live in the same state, worked at the same job, hung out at each other’s houses, walked the streets of Seattle, and all that fucking bff shit. One day, after a 3-day excursion to Los Angeles with four of our other friends, I get an email from her saying that she needed to move on because she couldn’t relate to me anymore. Well, no shit! We were two very opposite ends of the spectrum. She was 29, in a long-term relationship, would rather stay home than be out, extremely biased when it came to music, recorded soap operas, and hated dancing. I, however, was single, hated staying inside, loved all kinds of music (perhaps too much for my brain to handle), never really watched TV, and danced every chance I could get. Something along those lines. But whatever.

One night, while Nicole and I were enjoying some live Island music at a bar/grill called, Ricky’s, up in Shoreline, I ran into said friend. It was like talking to a stranger, which is essentially, what we became after so many months of no contact, and stuff. It was weird. I turned to Nicole, and said, “That’s her…” , and then we got our asses out on the dance floor, and danced the fuck out of that night. I haven’t seen her since. There’s just nothing left, you know? Everything I trusted her with has turned to shit. Girls are fucking silly, sometimes. Myself included.

But yeah.
/end rant.

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