My birthday.... ugh.... 25 is just an unfortunate number. It just... sounds drab. If you repeat it over and over again, it gets increasingly more boring within its 3 syllables with each repetition. Clearly, i'm over it.







(new drawings, the first of which is an actual illustration of a recent nightmare)

america's next top model marathons are fatal to my productivity

i need a place to be! give me a place to be and a reason to be there!
PLZ

been drawing...
been wandering...

today i found the canal towpath that goes all the way to new hope.

i made a video this week that i wanted to upload here but it hasn't been working. its on facebook. find me on facebook, i guess? or i don't know. the internet is a strange place.

it has been really windy this week. the other day i woke and wandered downstairs in a leopard print slip and i saw out of my front window a man/boy...or manboy....wearing flannel nightpants walking down the street in front of my house carrying a garbage can. weird.