3/31/07

Reflections of a past conversation that is always ending with sword point. Why did this conversation pop into my mind at this time. It makes me smile every time. How I miss the fungus.

Waste of time interviews this week. I have become kind of a prick on most of them. Fuck it, not giving in to some shit job that seems me graying and retiring in. Highest bidder only please…

Think I am burned on my game. Oh well, that is that… Started painting again. That is some thing refreshing. I am obsessed with a shape… I keep repeating it over and over again on pieces of paper scattered about.

Off to paint I go… then to kill myself so I will become a famous artist… yeah right…