Have woken up from so many dreams recently where I shave off my hair. Soon to be a reality I think…
On Monday I am having an apocalypse themed birthday during the -40 degree weather at Sara’s house. You’re all invited. Don’t be outside for longer than 10 minutes or you’ll get frost bite….
your reign is over
a new moon is rising
Its days like these that I really miss my rat tail.
Shot a cross-bow yesterday at a cardboard box at a friends house. It was night so I couldn’t tell, but I’d like to think I hit the bulls-eye.
Have not left the howse all day today, dropped a book into the bathtub.
Yesterday drove around listening to 96.3, then got stopped by a cop for playing tag in a park at night.
Mercury is comin’ outta retrograde
Things lookin up
&& making beet kraut in a ceramic crock I made and I’m wondering about the cosmos in a void and what if we’re all just one big ferment? Like my body n’ urs and even this big dumb city n’ actually its all the microbes that are in charge.
Life is not all sour (though its kind of been feeling that way lately):
Ex a) I found a palm tree in the East Village’s garbage today. Its now in my studio.
Ex b) I’m getting better at remembering to breath slowly and not give a fuck.
Ex c) I keep having dreams about the same small house, and big green field.
YESTURDAY ALEX AND I FOUND A FIG TREE BY OUR APARTMENT AND ATE FRESH FIGS FROM IT.