Here's some photos.
Monday, January 28, 2013
Photobomb
It's 2am. I'm watching one of those chevy chase movies. the one where they go to europe. The old woman below me is dying in her sleep. Dark i know.
Here's some photos.
Here's some photos.
Saturday, January 26, 2013
bad time at stellas
I just rememberd this story of this terrible time I had at stellas. It just came back to me and I wanted to get it down in writing.
I suppose it's not the craziest story of all time.
But one time I went to stellas on a saturday morning decently hungover. I had to wait 15-20 mins which I was expecting. But still, it sucks standing around for 15 mins with nowhere to sit. Stellas knows they get backed up all the time why not provide some seating? Seems like a pretty obvious thing to me. Moving on. I'm standing there listening to the conversations around me when I hear this really loud and obnoxious laugh. It wasn't so much loud as just this annoying sound that cut through the rest of the noise like a dagger. It seemed to just be affecting me though cause I didn't see anyone really looking over. I look over and see two asians. Not to be racist ( it could have been anyone). The laugher was coming from a guy. Anyways, he keeps on laughing and laughing. And it's just irritating the shit out of me. So my turn comes up to get seated and much to my horror I am being seated literally right beside this laughing dude. Who is still laughing by the way. I'm not sure if the girl was practicing a comedy routine or something? But they were speaking in a different language so I couldn't tell. I was THIS close to saying something. But knowing me I just meekly took my seat. The table was wet as shit. And when I said "hey my table is wet" The waitress kindly informed me that it was "because we just wiped it down". Again, I should have mentioned that when you wipe down a table you don't leave it soaking wet so much that the ink on my newspaper is now running. Regardless..i know have a crappy seat at stellas and an obnoxious dude laughing in my ear.
Also..never eat at smittys. Unless your drunk and down for wings.
I suppose it's not the craziest story of all time.
But one time I went to stellas on a saturday morning decently hungover. I had to wait 15-20 mins which I was expecting. But still, it sucks standing around for 15 mins with nowhere to sit. Stellas knows they get backed up all the time why not provide some seating? Seems like a pretty obvious thing to me. Moving on. I'm standing there listening to the conversations around me when I hear this really loud and obnoxious laugh. It wasn't so much loud as just this annoying sound that cut through the rest of the noise like a dagger. It seemed to just be affecting me though cause I didn't see anyone really looking over. I look over and see two asians. Not to be racist ( it could have been anyone). The laugher was coming from a guy. Anyways, he keeps on laughing and laughing. And it's just irritating the shit out of me. So my turn comes up to get seated and much to my horror I am being seated literally right beside this laughing dude. Who is still laughing by the way. I'm not sure if the girl was practicing a comedy routine or something? But they were speaking in a different language so I couldn't tell. I was THIS close to saying something. But knowing me I just meekly took my seat. The table was wet as shit. And when I said "hey my table is wet" The waitress kindly informed me that it was "because we just wiped it down". Again, I should have mentioned that when you wipe down a table you don't leave it soaking wet so much that the ink on my newspaper is now running. Regardless..i know have a crappy seat at stellas and an obnoxious dude laughing in my ear.
Also..never eat at smittys. Unless your drunk and down for wings.
Thursday, January 24, 2013
Society Ruins Everything
Does society ruin everything?
Well for sure I can't stick my dick wherever I want to.
I have this problem with society and how it views sex. Cause its a western thing-this hangup we have on sex.
I'm not sure if's a little bit of the religious influence that used to dominate our culture. There's some leftovers of that still plaguing society. But sex-what's the big deal?
I feel people can't have sex when they want to and with who they want to. Society has set it up so that you should probably be in a monogamous (sp?) relationship before enjoying sex. Or if you do enjoy sex outside of a relationship-make sure its not too much! Can't have too much sex or you're a slut! Or in a males case your a player! Eitherway there's always that looming STD that you could contract. Herpes genuinely scares me. I really don't want to have something like that for life. And of course HIV is fucking terrifying as well.
This is a lame blog.
I'm just horny.
Peace
Well for sure I can't stick my dick wherever I want to.
I have this problem with society and how it views sex. Cause its a western thing-this hangup we have on sex.
I'm not sure if's a little bit of the religious influence that used to dominate our culture. There's some leftovers of that still plaguing society. But sex-what's the big deal?
I feel people can't have sex when they want to and with who they want to. Society has set it up so that you should probably be in a monogamous (sp?) relationship before enjoying sex. Or if you do enjoy sex outside of a relationship-make sure its not too much! Can't have too much sex or you're a slut! Or in a males case your a player! Eitherway there's always that looming STD that you could contract. Herpes genuinely scares me. I really don't want to have something like that for life. And of course HIV is fucking terrifying as well.
This is a lame blog.
I'm just horny.
Peace
Shadows
the alarm bells shake the night
the stars they collide
the dreams twist and turn into morbid shapes
the lights they spin and shine
a car pulls into a dark alley
and illuminates the worst of society
a puff of something nasty
a lifetime all packed into one punch
no time to regret while your face falls off
now you can't hide behind the smile
they say beauty is only skin deep
so when we are left with only our veins and vital organs
who plays the cards now?
what are the odds that you can see I have a big heart?
fateful days are funny
funky
delerious
sweaty wake ups early in the morning
too early.
can't go back to sleep
pacing my studio apartment
one step, two step, three step
a stairway in my closet?
maybe
an escape from it all through the right door
i'm just dreaming
day-dreaming while I sit in class and remember fateful days
fatefulness is measured by what?
i suppose it's rather subjective
the subject must elect certain priorities.
i'm just rambling now.
back to the sweat.
shed my shirt.
shed my pants.
shed my underwear.
peel off my socks.
now i am naked
exposed to whomever may come across me.
i like it.
it turns me on.
i go hard.
anything to put me back to sleep right?
exhausted with these common tendencies.
you need to make a concious effort they say
to get rid of those vices you keep devon
they say
to stop biting your nails
to stop procrastinating and masturbating
all..the..goddamn..time
productive days
ah.
just living
breathing
getting by
and lots and lots of water.
to keep me hydrated with a strong voice
i want those cocksuckers to hear me when its all over
i want my voice to ring in their heads for years after its all over
when those shadows finally overcome me.
more on those shadows later.
the stars they collide
the dreams twist and turn into morbid shapes
the lights they spin and shine
a car pulls into a dark alley
and illuminates the worst of society
a puff of something nasty
a lifetime all packed into one punch
no time to regret while your face falls off
now you can't hide behind the smile
they say beauty is only skin deep
so when we are left with only our veins and vital organs
who plays the cards now?
what are the odds that you can see I have a big heart?
fateful days are funny
funky
delerious
sweaty wake ups early in the morning
too early.
can't go back to sleep
pacing my studio apartment
one step, two step, three step
a stairway in my closet?
maybe
an escape from it all through the right door
i'm just dreaming
day-dreaming while I sit in class and remember fateful days
fatefulness is measured by what?
i suppose it's rather subjective
the subject must elect certain priorities.
i'm just rambling now.
back to the sweat.
shed my shirt.
shed my pants.
shed my underwear.
peel off my socks.
now i am naked
exposed to whomever may come across me.
i like it.
it turns me on.
i go hard.
anything to put me back to sleep right?
exhausted with these common tendencies.
you need to make a concious effort they say
to get rid of those vices you keep devon
they say
to stop biting your nails
to stop procrastinating and masturbating
all..the..goddamn..time
productive days
ah.
just living
breathing
getting by
and lots and lots of water.
to keep me hydrated with a strong voice
i want those cocksuckers to hear me when its all over
i want my voice to ring in their heads for years after its all over
when those shadows finally overcome me.
more on those shadows later.
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
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