exit_to_eden

Thu, 04 Aug 2005 20:28:42 GMT

Have not been on here in a while.
Who knew moving from California to New York would be such a hassle! I have not even moved yet. It is so frustrating. I am all ready sick of college and I have not even arrived. lol Taht is a good sign.

I have to get the meningitus shot tomorrow. Very scared about that. That may have been the cause of my brothers death(the cause was never found). I have to be monitored for a few days after I get it. I am not looking forward to having no alone time. At least a marathon of America's Next Top Model will be on. It will give me something to do for the weekend.

No, I don't know what it is

Mon, 25 Jul 2005 06:00:20 GMT

I want one. I want one. I want one.
It is the most disgustingly adorable thingy I have ever laid my eyes on. I simply adore hairless creatures(like the hairless dog breed). It is so repulsive that it begs to be cuddled and adored. I would do both. I would cuddle it and smother it with my suppressed nice feelings.

Sat, 23 Jul 2005 23:54:12 GMT

I was walking my dog yesterday and this girl approaches me. It was nothing odd, many people wish to pet my dog and shit so I was like, whatever. Turns out, she is not there for the dog. Instead she tells me she saw me walking him a few times and always had this question to ask me. I give her this look that signifies: go on, but make it quick. So, she asks the question, "how do you get your body?" At this point I am rolling my eyes at her idiotic question. I look her up and down and notice she needs a lot of work and probably does not understand the phrase, "good days workout." So, at this point, I had two options.

1. Tell her the truth. I work out like a mother and eat next to nothing everyday. *that* does not sound fun at all.
2. Tell her I am a coke addict. Bingo!

A slight smile appears on my face and I say, "well, your first step is to get addicted to coke. Two weeks of that and your all ready half your size. Along with this, I would suggest fucking your dealer. That way you don't have to pay."

The face she gave me was priceless! If I were not in such a horrid mood I would have laughed.

Well, *I* I thought it was funny!

art that makes you go insane

Mon, 18 Jul 2005 20:22:18 GMT

Funny how painting can bring me so much peace and ease but at the same time it can drive me insane. I think that is what is happening to me. I am being driven insane by my work. I spent the last two days simply staring at a canvas I painted black. For hours I sat and I looked at the canvas. Nothing else. I did nothing but stare. I have not been able to start of finish a piece in months and it is making me crazy. I have so many ideas in my head that I cannot get out and they need to come out. Same goes for my writing. I have not been able to write anything decent as of late. I think I know why so many people say there is a very fine line between creativity and insanity. One can drive you right to the other.

Giving this a go

Sun, 17 Jul 2005 07:06:16 GMT

Right. Since words fail me at the moment, my first entry shall be dedicated to Gari.

What can be said about Gari. No one really cares about the guy. Nope. My friends easily brushed him aside as nothing special when I showed him off. They usually like my “art.” Thus, he got the name, Gari the Insignificant Gnome. He is insignificant. Poor little fellow.