cyberized, while only slightly shaded
I hurray. Austin's put the necessary programs in my little box (the new laptop my mum and da sent as an x-mas present). Huzzah! I still need to figure out how to get some stuff done and the saddest bit is that I don't have wireless in my house but I don't think that that would be the best idea really. I'm as distracted as a bee on mesc as it is and really all I have to deal with in my apt is my radio, books, food and futon.
Gawd effing damn it, why is my bike cursed! The seat's been stolen and truth be told I wish I could drop kick it off of Monkey Hill (nola's highest point of elevation: a manmade hill in the Audobahn Zoo). Oh Pancake Widower, my most favoritest bike and trusty steed. Why did that stupid dipshit drunk driver in the Quarter hit me and her. Couldn't he have hit a stamp or used kleenex, not me on my bike the best bike in the universe? So really, I've had to repair my bike a lot and now I've had to take it to Michael's bike store and then none of the seat posts fit and i curse the day those little (presumptive) brats who stole my bike seat were born. Grr.
Okay. So I'm calming down a bit and would like everyone to know that not everything is a total drag, it's just that I'm going to have my pyramid and consequently am a little bit more aggressive than I should be. I will attempt to calm down and think happier thoughts and maybe get excited about those things instead of letting my uterus champion the helm.
I've finished my gigantic had drawing/painting. I've even found a place for it but I have some minor tasks to complete before I can hang it up. The steps might be a bit simpler to understand:
1. Buy some acrylic clear coat spray paint, googles & ventilator.
2. Spray n dry.
3. Nail it to the side of that abandonned barn by Tchoupotoulous
urmmm
more later.
Gawd effing damn it, why is my bike cursed! The seat's been stolen and truth be told I wish I could drop kick it off of Monkey Hill (nola's highest point of elevation: a manmade hill in the Audobahn Zoo). Oh Pancake Widower, my most favoritest bike and trusty steed. Why did that stupid dipshit drunk driver in the Quarter hit me and her. Couldn't he have hit a stamp or used kleenex, not me on my bike the best bike in the universe? So really, I've had to repair my bike a lot and now I've had to take it to Michael's bike store and then none of the seat posts fit and i curse the day those little (presumptive) brats who stole my bike seat were born. Grr.
Okay. So I'm calming down a bit and would like everyone to know that not everything is a total drag, it's just that I'm going to have my pyramid and consequently am a little bit more aggressive than I should be. I will attempt to calm down and think happier thoughts and maybe get excited about those things instead of letting my uterus champion the helm.
I've finished my gigantic had drawing/painting. I've even found a place for it but I have some minor tasks to complete before I can hang it up. The steps might be a bit simpler to understand:
1. Buy some acrylic clear coat spray paint, googles & ventilator.
2. Spray n dry.
3. Nail it to the side of that abandonned barn by Tchoupotoulous
urmmm
more later.
