so i thought i would make this blog useful since i have not used it since i got it really. I'm going to forward on my domain 205mod.com to here and post stuff about maybe my house or houses or furniture or whatever i'm into on this particular day. Today though, it happens that i put on offer in on a beautiful 1957 MCM house. well, i put the offer in on monday. And today i got the call from my realtor and it's a no go. maybe i'll write more about it later. probably not though, cause i'm lazy and fickle like that.

peas

wahthafux

i'm tired. exhausted like. Monday morning.

i want to talk about something but i'm not exactly sure what it is. I know that there are things that i need to say just to get off my chestacles but not sharing TMI on the WWW. just know that no matter how much shit that you are having to deal with that there is always someone else dealing with more. Great advice if only i could take it.

How about i just tell you about how my weekend was. You can read if you are interested or you can just go back to stalking people on Myspace if you're not. And you're lying if you say you don't do that.

So friday night My Friend of a friend or shall i say 2nd degree friend had an art show at the barehands art gallery. It was fun. Free booze and there were alot of people there. My 1st degree friend Rashid was bartending and his brother and brother's friend were in town from sweden. I saw my friend (1st degree) Alan and we hung out most of the night. I love Alan. Such a fun and funny kid. After the art show, we went to Rachel's house and hung out. I guess you would call it a house party. Rachel is moving ot NYC for School so this was her going away of sorts i reckon.
NYC is so hot right now.
Seems like we often have going way things here. Cause lot's of people going away, all the time. NYC and LA seem to be the mode of choice. Been there done that got the papers to prove it.

Anyways i'm tired of writing again. I'll talk to you later.

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this is my first Blooger on blogger. I'm tired of myspace already. Actually, I'm tired of everything. I'm suffering from a severe burnout. For serious, I don't want to make art. Especially at work. I am so sick of making sterile things to go out in mass mailings. I'm sick of "pottery bar" art. You know the kind that supposed to appeal to everyone. I want to make something thatt most people will not appreciate. That not everyone will get, something perfectly imperfect. I am having a stay between the lines meltdown. I think the lack of sleep is really getting to me. Whatever. What a sorry excuse.

I'll talk more about it later. I don't even feel like writing right now...