Schools done, but I’m still working. Fatigue is setting in and the cracks begin to show. I can’t seem to slow down though. I can’t even find the time to properly think. I thought that if I left to my parents place I would be forced into relaxation due to flat screen televisions and free food. It hasn’t worked so far. I’ve just been running errands and getting ready. No relaxation yet. Dreaming of a pool.
I left at four in the morning (after finishing a movie and a lil work) on a whim and arrived in Atlanta just in time for rush hour. No biggie. There is no light pollution around the Birmingham area, so you can actually see the stars/sunrise…. Weird I know. I’ll never get used to this for some reason.
At home MoMo then asked me to go shopping with her and I did. My whole family does this. They’ll shop madly and then asked if I like what they picked out. Half way through Morgan casually popped this out as she exited a changing room “Thank you for being a good brother and for not being creepy and for not hitting on my friends” To be honest I thought she wanted something until I realized a 18 year old girl has more money to spend than me and that she was being genuine. I could go into the great ego massage and all that, but I was more scared that all I said was a simple thank you. Shouldn’t I have complemented her on something or at least told her that what she said meant something to me. My excuse to myself was that I hadn’t had any sleep. Honestly though, I am just horrible at expressing myself verbally. Nope, it is nearly impossible for me to express myself verbally, thus a proficiency in creative writing, and my enjoyment in trying to create urt.
Enough of that. Morgan just graduated high school. Yay. Now it’s her lunch celebration and I have made the wise choice to come up and type out a quick (promised) update as to avoid the family. I might try and leave for Tuscaloosa later, but it’s supposed to rain. Definitely be back tomorrow. I feel it will be a good summer for being in Tuscaloosa. It’ll be a good time once I can relax. There will be plenty of friends (maybe more, but we know that’d I fuck that up somehow (opening my mouth or something)), fun times (Alabama Adventure/ NOLA anyone?), and books. I’ll leave you with another picture of me shaving this morning. It’s from the time when I was hot stuff enjoy.
p.s. working on something... so maybe real prose will be up soon. until then drivel.
P.S.S. i really hate suburbanites. City people cool. Country people cool. suburbanites can just fuck off. such a greedy pack of useless abortions. (i say this with full knowledge that i too am from the suburbs and that there will always be exceptions).
Song of day:Of Montreal "Voltaic Cusher/ undrum the mutated Da"
1) this one is the smallest i've done all summer. Paint, painted wood, and painted paper clips. my fingers are still a mess from the super glue.
3) you can't see any detail on this one thanks to the camera. There is actually i lot of thread that i have sewn into this one. still nothing too exciting.
4) again can't see any of the detail. sorry
