me, myself, and ikea candles

my car was towed this morning for being parked in front of a fire hydrant. i am successful at many things, but life is not one of them. head too caught up with dreaming. i rode the bus to the towing yard and aside from the unpleasant fine at the end of the bus ride, the day was pleasant. being warm and being in transit spaces are two things that make me feel alive and happy. i began reading cormac mccarthy's the road on the bus. a manifesto for a post-apocalyptic, post-beat-generation type of wandering.



i keep on wasting my stash of polaroid film on patches of light in my room. studies for a something something? i think i may want to make my next animation in the summer. in the meantime, i found a darkroom facility and my boss is showing me how to screenprint (ANARCHIST TSHIRTS HERE WE COME!). this week is a big drawing week - aren't they all? overall, i think i'm doing ok.