well, today sucked.

motion picture soundtrack

the lesson i learned today was if you do bad stuff, don't get caught.

the other lesson i've learned is that authority figures absolutely adore to abuse of their power.

let me just list the lessons i learned:

• sometimes, when the obvious is too obvious, it's not.
• sometimes, a little white lie is ok.
• sometimes, you don't have to say anything, when being there is enough.
• phonecalls at 2 am are sometimes a lot more than you bargained for.
• there's always someone there to save your ass.
• there's always someone there not to.
• and if you're lucky enough, there's always someone there who knows just when and how to save your ass.
• people are assholes and love to kick you when you're down.
• the world loves convenience.
• the world hates inconvenience.
• if something is inconvenient, people will. not. do. it.
• everyone does what's good for them
• life is a b i t c h.

~~~

ski p divided.

what would the world do without consequences?

without the fear of getting caught.

without the fear of getting into trouble.

without the fear that your reputation will be ruined.

the you'll lose your friends.

your job.

your status.

your place.

your family.

your rights.

your dignity.

your life.

your money.

your home.

your loved ones.

your things.

your faith.

your respect.

your freedom.

what would you do if you knew there were no consequences?

would the world be a free-for-all?

or would we be controlled and bored?

would we be like animals in a zoo?

not reprimanded for our wrongs, but merely sitting in a cage, pacing.

... that's food for thought.

now something a little easier to digest...

she fought the war, but the war won (not quite yet)

i jumped in the river, and what did i see?

you a l r e a d y know how this will end.

they turn me onto phantoms

memorandom: i didn't make the announcement, because i'm not quite ready yet.

meaning i haven't began the project.

i got the weirdest feeling on the metro today.

sitting, watching everything around me.

strangers, my friend, lights, everything moving around me.

but i felt separate from it all.

it's hard to put into words, but i just felt like this whole separate unity.

just watching.

conscious of watching.

conscious of not taking part.

i felt like i was there because i had to be, but like i had this secret that nobody knew about.

this secret like i had figured out the deeper meaning to something.

like i realized there was a reason for me being here.

but not for one in particular.

it's so hard to explain.

so difficult to articulate.

all i know is that it was one of those feelings where it seems like everything around you is moving and you're just watching it all happen, as if it were some kind of tv show and you were sitting on someone's cheap green leather leon's sofa, somewhere in some strange hicktown eating hamburger helper out of a paper plate wearing a burgundy bathrobe and just watching tv.

watching someone else's life.

someone else's tv show.

reading their script and listening to their soundtrack.

watching their credits and seeing their acting.

their costars and supporting cast.

hearing their studio audience laugh and clap at all the right moments.

watching someone else's television set.

beyond your own mind.

that's how i felt today.

i want you to get out and make it work

you already know how this will end

sunsunsunherewe c o m e.

SeeqPod - Playable Search

music music music.
requested by someone, here is some more music.
i decided to use seeqpod instead of playlist.com, because they have so much more selection.

i have an announcement to make later today, involving shoes and paint splatters.
once i take the pictures, i'll let you all in on my little idea.

enjoy the sunshine and the music!

... i'll leave you with a photograph as well.

homage a thom yorke

p.s. this image has not been edited, which is why it looks kind of shitty, is overexposed, and is lacking contrast as opposed to my other images.
... it's the thought that counts?

ciao

on e v e r y , on every inch of stone.

here you are, you are breathing like little ghosts under rocks, ghosts under rocks.

i feel like some sort of rubik's cube.my brain feels all twistet and tied like a skipping rope.

and everything else feels like a slinky... side to side... side to side...

nevertheless, it's sunny.

f i n a l l y ! ! !

i went to stowe last weekend with a friend.

it was so nice.

burlington was the best.

they have this store called old gold, which i highly recommend.

inexpensive and unique pieces.

i got sunglasses there i'm quite fond of.

2 pairs.

and a ring.

the cost me some 28 dollars.

here's my favorite pair.

lord & lady ; bla bla the vicar & the judge

you are dancing to my little red book.

long time no see!

sorry i haven't been posting...

i was on march break, which was very good, in fact.

and then, well i was kind of swamped, because i decided to maybe do my work this term.

then again, i seem to be procrastinating right now.

twofaced?

so anyway, it was a pretty splendid/hunk-dory/fab/marvelous (mac thesaurus) week.

well, it wasn't that amazing, but i had fun.

and i rested.

and i partied just enough.

i spent a strangely large amount of time in supermarkets.

oh, and i saw a really great art exhibit by christian marclay ; http://www.e-flux.com/shows/view/6148

it was cool, because the gallery is pretty much in front of my apartment.

so all in all, march break was good.

far better than christmas break.

things are weird, though, because i'm being reminded so much of november by the weather.

and those were terrible times.

so i've been getting strange feelings recently.

your time is up/you win.

nothing much to say, except i've taken a liking to exit/sortie signs and supermarket displays, eg: bananas, raw meat, onion, potatoes, tomatoes... things that photograph well.

considering a series revolving around the two.

you bit me, ow.

ok, back to my homework.

glad to be back.

c i a o.

update

hi.

so uh, due to some offense i've cause a few people, i want to apologize.

for a post regarding a dinner.

i deleted the offensive part.

sorry, guys.

no offense.

i just felt a little hurt.

buenas noches.