now

this is getting bpretty old. I cant think of anything incite full but, the think that i was thinking before were only shrouded by my manic mind seeming to make sense. every thing makes me feel life is giving up on my dreams. I fell so commited to the girls that i have dated in the past that i dont meet anybody new and beside s i just feel like i dont have any harmless fun anymore. adults have have fun by drinking and socializing instead of doing tings. ah this just the drepression speaking. been going through all my school papers from four years feels like im writing another thesis.
now it just crumbles.
thought about going back to gymnastics and geting ingto the best shape i have ever been in. bur what is that really going to do. way to wah what.

recent development

i started collaging
using old monster mags and hot rods from the 60s
there is something about the old print quality that is appealing
it may turn into a paper cut out animation if i can scrounge a stand to format the cells it would be great to start on a kenteridge plus collage animation linked with stop motion clay. but we will see how far i get. untill then sleep well.

its my birthday

and i am sick ended up cleaning vomit out of my car. it wont stop me from going to a noise show, though. wish i planned these things out and actually called people to hang out at the shows. It will be fun anyway as always. Im 23 and ready to kill.

i miss Katie Mullholand.

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