I have a group show at the Khyber on Monday. I’m already feeling nervous about how to pretend that it’s not my art, which I’ll obviously be doing. In the mean time I just need to surround myself with beautiful… comic books?
Tonight is: watching Breaking bad, playing Magic on xbox live against a bunch of morons, drinking horrible amounts of tea and trying, somehow, to accept my hermitness as a “good thing”.
some girls tell you they love you when you give them a cigarette. i’m not saying it’s good or bad, it just happens. sometimes.