Gold teeth and a curse for this town

i’ve got bad hair again. my bangs are all long and scraggly, flat to my face n shit. it ain’t pretty. my cousin’s currently out of commision so maybe i’ll go to abby to find my sister’s hairdresser, see if she can work magic on this mullet madness. seriously, in the last pictures you can see the mullet as it grows out. ohhh the insanity. i miss whistler. and snow. and trees, and fresh air, and unobstructed stars, and .. all of it really. but not, because i wouldn’t go back .. i just .. dont know. i’m not happy where i am at the moment i guess. at least here, i’ll always see the sun setting.

gotta love those freakin mountains though. sometimes, when walking from the bus stop, you could swear you’re the last person on earth.

or something.

goodnight.

twelvewaystodelve

we write a song with our life is any one here to listen? if we sing our song it will be heard not just by the beautiful birds

i ride bicycle it’s fun to go fast and fun to go past it’s fun to ride fast 🙂

if that’s your driveway, or the way you get home it’s nice. i like that. i didn’t have a driveway like that, but my friend did. it was great, even in the winter when we had to shovel all the snow and dig away the ice, it was still better…

.Omega.

May 5, 2005

I like that Shins song. Whereabouts is this? I had a friend who lived on a cliff right above Lake Superior, and when you’d drive up (it was a reeeeeally bad road) you almost fell down 50 feet to the lake. Regardless, I like the picture. Take care,

..xx