For some reason in my art class they brought up religion and sacrifice in early civilizations, then one guy stated how cruel sacrifice was; then there’s me “dude, don’t we still eat the body of a man then drink his blood?” silence…”I mean c’mon did no else think how fucked up that was as a kid, i sat there thinking holy shit dude i don’t want to eat a human.” I don’t think I’ll make many friends this course.
I love your photography. I love your art and the things you make and the words that you write. I love pulling up your website and seeing what you’ve been doing, what you’ve put thought into showcasing. I love getting a glimpse, however small, at your life. I love that you are creative and I love how you inspire me. I love that you have bad days, just like me. I love that you get up every morning, go to bed every night, and exist at all of the times in between. I love that you’re out there, that I’m in here, that we’re living in parallel no matter where we might call home on a map.
It makes me happy.
(via lifeserial)
After getting dressed up last night, Rudy and I went to Dave & Busters for a work event. That place isn’t what I was expecting. Even though I was really bored I didn’t leave. Once that was done we went to grab some Mexican food and headed to his boss’ house.
I was just glad to be home, out of my dress, and pigging out.
Internet without a voice..
Tumblr’s Andrew McLaughlin MCing the Emergency NY Tech Meetup to protest SOPA/PIPA!
Photo by Craig Cannon
(via ireadintothings)
I have this uneasy feeling.
I’ve had such an off day and it’s not really going away.
Need to finish errands tonight and buy some gifts.
People ruin things too easily for me. Hard to get a grip on things.
all by myself at work.
Things are slow, things are bad…
8:00 can’t get here any faster.
