That is in no way a commentary on my state of mind, but is only a description of the direction in which the elevator was headed when this photo was taken at midnight after another bust-ass day at work. [Project 365]
I want to I want to be someone else or I’ll explode Floating upon this surface for the birds The birds The birds You want me? Fucking well come and find me I’ll be waiting “Talk Show Host” — Radiohead [Project 365]
Love that I crave is a polar bear to gore me Then I’d know the force with which she adored me The love of my dreams is the stuff of my nightmares When I wake up in screams, that’s how I know that I really care — The Blow, “The Love That I Crave” [Project 365]
I’ve already posted my photo for day 31, but I have to post an additional little something. If ever there was any doubt about who owns this place, let this picture serve as a definitive reminder. It is amazing to me how evil this cat looks in photos but how deliciously adorable he is in person. The little shit.
Spent the day in my cave, incubating germs, napping, watching DVDs, and coughing. Bleh. [Project 365]
And I don’t feel any different. Except I have much cooler socks. So I’m back on the bandwagon again. Pretty excited, even though I’m lacking inspiration at the moment. It’ll come. It always does. It’s just that the start of a new year tends to piss me off more than it tends to inspire. This isn’t the Vanity365 I tried then aborted in the spring of 2008, although self-portraits aren’t off limits (obvs). This is…
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