It's too late now.

marmalade skies.

"ONLY TIME WILL TELL IF I AM RIGHT OR I AM WRONG."

Days are getting more and more crazy. I swear each day I wake up something changes. It's getting right.

Think I solidified a LOFTY decision today. Got to go with what's inside. Expect some things of my everything in the next half year or so.

My girl is my girl is my girl is my girl. The happiness on that level is like a rocket. I miss her.

I . K. X TO THE WORLDS EDGE!

forget everyone else listen to yourself

chilling shit. Goods.





Stolen from anything.

I'm a bad, bad man.

BAKA! BAKA! BAKA!

I was detained.

Fecal Face has a good little write-up on Bigfoot. I am just so into the look I get in my head from his shit. The greens give me the feeling of soft plush and I don't know why I'm explaining this... it's all in my head. STRAIGHT BLACK

I dug around my closet and found my charcoal pieces and I'm about to get real messy one of these nights.

I don't know where this came from, but I can't stop listening to this fucking song. God damn it.



One of the many viewed websites I browse daily, blueprint skateboards has really blown my mind with the overall look and design of the site. Even if you don't like skateboarding, check out the new adverts and just browse the shit out of it, it's so fucking beautiful.

































Sometimes when you have a sudden wrench thrown into your everyday over and over, you really get this vertigo-like state of mind. You make even worse sacrifices and more idiotic decisions. The killer weed is a fucking mess of a net, get untangled and you'll be safe. Thankfully (i hope) I fell asleep last night on the couch trying to over weigh my brain, and it did me good because in the last fifteen hours some good thinking has gone down, along with a lot of consolidation and needed organization/cleaning. The weekend is almost here, I'm more excited then usual. I have a big bio test I have not studied for, and wont until Monday night. I have to get atleast a 78 on it, oh boy.

































Time to get my fifth cup of coffee, and go by the skateshop for my much needed new deck. Then work, then hopefully more productivity. Luck on me.

Emission jeunesse

Just two Pikey fags enjoying a pre-summer's day with a round-a-bout bicycle ride and beach trip.





































UPDATE. Spent some time digging through radio (itunes) lately, and tonight I've been listening to 'Enlightenment Radio". Anyways, it's so strange, so spacey and wired. One guy is giving out phone numbers, talking about manifestation (while using a microwave very loudly in the backround) and it's worth a listen if boredom comes over.





Glance the Flickr if the chance comes.

Eagles of Death Metal was being played along with some Belle and Sebastien for this entry.

Shine. Mine.

Since we last spoke.

Oh, the new life. Things are so hush hush on the blog-side of life. I find myself constantly hating the fact that I have a blog (reading other people blogs, and pointless genre blogs really harshes my buzz) but then I think about the small percentage that actually holds me to a higher attention. I'm so hot and cold, but it all smoothes over. Here is a little life overview.

-New car, weird to me considering I hate cars, but the feeling of not having to use a clutch and just sit in a car is pleasing.
-New job, got hooked up screen printing and other sort jobs, just what I needed. Getting a handle on things, finally.
-New girl (sort of), Amber Swasey has been the major occupance of my mind as of late, non stop. Thinking about her leaving to go back to college really pinches my side.
-Friends are the best, Ali, Mike, Danny, Casey... solace.

I've really got to pay a little more attention to school work a.s.a.p., and things will be really good.

Haven't been on a loving skateboard too much lately, but once I get payed I'm getting the whole thousand yard hookup.

Thinking about art school. Word Hollar.

Coffee time. chiao.