Sunday, October 19

Boots is taking over my bed with his dirty paws, and now he is attempting to lay all over the keyboard. "oh you Bootsie," i say.

he's a nuzzler, he nuzzles my back and finally lays down with his head pensive on his paws.

i watched The Diving Bell and the Butterfly this afternoon, it was just as good as the book. perhaps better.

last evening, i was all by myself. my happenings were as follows..
rose from my nap the instant my parents left
feeling unsatisfied, i was driven into the refrigerator and after a sip of diet pepsi my unsatisfication was left uninterrupted.
i looked at my art history notes that i had taken earlier, and was surprised by what i could remember.

Lion Head, 30 000-26 000 BCE, made from mammoth ivory during the paleolithic, shit shit shit location location... errr, um, Oh! something-Standel, Germany. Hohlnstein-Standel, Germany.
the image before that one is
Wall Paintings of bison, rhinoceroses, and aurochs, 30 000-28 000 BCE, paint on limestone in paleolithic, Chauvet Cave, France.

enough of art history, for now. back to my last evenings regime.

i sat on my bed for awhile hearing the hum of lappytop and the grey skies wanting to breathe down my neck i pondered and felt defeated and told myself i'm ok i'm ok i'm ok i'm ok.
i'm ok i'm ok i'm ok i'm ok.
i went for a drive first by the rehab center and then down the back streets where the road was not paved. it was raining. apparently that drive cost me a tire because it is now flat and we have to take it in tomorrow.

back at home i was in the same mind-set as before so i got high high
and my fuzzy socks were fuzzier than ever it felt and my knee joints were marshmellows.
then i watched my several episodes of Friends and Southpark
consciously laughing louder than normal to fill the emptiness in the wide open spaces
i ate lots of food.
hours later my parents are home
i'm in my room watching Amelie and i pause it at a part and attempt to paint
what the scene makes me feel.
i went to bed late.

i woke up
watched Diving Bell...
painted some more.

took a video.

i thought you didn't have a house phone

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