It's late, i just took some medicine to deal with this snotty nose and goopy shit flowing out of it and i'm sitting here wanting to copy you. I want to write in the blog tonight too. Lately i've been sick, i've been lame feeling, uninspiredun, and sketching dole 100% pure orange juice cans for fun.
I've been on omegle some lately, i've been reading cbc news some lately, and i've been sharing youtube videos with you some lately (as you know).
Deaths has sprung upon me! And here i am talking to smoking-Argentinian men who graffiti s (too cool for school right? Other then the smoking part...)
Death has sprung upon me! And here i am talking to a polish man, named Pawel, who has a secret romance with a girl he won't tell me about. How lame right?
Death has sprung upon me! And here, i am here. With a cat named baby on my lap, writing this. I feel i should be doing something useful. Like painting that fence in my ?front yard? a cool image and then taking a picture for to judge it. I don't think i should ever do that, but if i would ever... I hope you would be impressed.
I am leaving you with a picture that reminds me slightly of another picture i put in my secret-journal while i was in montreal, waking up, and drinking tea at 7am.
Enjoy.
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