bikes, reading, social disease, having the finesse of a caribou. i'm also interested in neurology and herpetology. and i love garlic. i think i'm leaning towards a career in statistics. which is why i'm a bike mechanic.
people who contribute first, contract later.i want to meet people who live to be active and can sincerely pretend they grasp what it is everyone else is missing, because i want that.
mathias grassow, morton feldman, suicide
stranger than paradise. punch drunk love. the triplets of belleville. jules & jim. penchant for movies i buy to watch with others, then sit on my most adventurous chest awaiting a cellophane silence months in the making
monday morning wake up knowing that you've got to go to school, tell your mom what to expect she says it's right out of the blue," do you want to work at debanet cuz thats what they'll expect, starting laundry and doris as your supervisor?" and the headset that you always wear a queer one from the start...for careers you say you want to be remembered for your art. your obsession gets you known throughout the school for being strange - making life size models of the velvet underground in clay. in the queue for lunch they take the piss you've got no appetite and the rumor is you never go with boys and you are tight. so they jab you with a fork you drop your tray and go berserk while you're cleaning up the mess the teacher's looking up your skirt. hey you're being used. are you calm? settle down. write a song i'll sing along. see, we all know that you are sane - you're on top of the world again.
Seeing God. Thoughts on Mass Movements. Mahmoud Darwish - The Butterfly's Burden.lots of existentialist dogma in a tiny box.
teachers.