3 of my favorite things: donna, mr. verizon wireless guy, and dayton.

don't worry mr. krug. we are secretly together too.

we're involved. he doesn't know it.

tis time for photos of my apartment.

i'm not one for christmas, but. . . .

i'm torn

i miss the midwest, my clothes, and my buddies who still reside there. and then there is phoenix. hot as fuck, no seasons, limited amount of clothes. but there are two ppl here i cherish very much and can't see myself leaving. not yet. plus. . .an opportunity has arisen. my friend will be teaching an after school art program and needs an extra hand. this is something i've been wanting to do for quite some time. or at least try.

what shall i do?

coffee, beer, babies, van

Sooo. . .I was talking to my friend. And I was telling him how that it sounds lame, but all I want to do is make coffee and drink coffee nothing else. Maybe drink some beer. And if I have time left over make art.

I sound like one of those dumb bohemian artists that just wants to be a burden on society.

Or. . .I should give in and just make babies. Maybe drive a van around.

Jim replies: hahaha
what are you talking about
coffee, beer, babies, van
you're going to have to pick two, max

I say: only two. . .well shit!

Jim: yeah
i'd go for the van and the babies
you can fit so many damn babies in a van