down by the boardwalk...

My friend Christine called me up. He hadn't seen each other for about a year but grew up as close childhood friends. She's excited that I want to write a book. Apparently she's always liked my writing. That's cool. Speaking of which I have an idea of someone who I want to do the art for my book... my childhood friend Ian. But I haven't asked him yet. His art is amazing CLICK HERE. I have fond memories of trying to draw Yoshi's with him in 1992. Trying to find places in Toronto to self publish a book probably isn't too hard but it'll take me a while. I mean I can always think about it but I should probably finish writing it and such first.

Christine and I...



Went through some old memories. And talked about anxiety plagues.



My favourite thing when I was a kid ^^. I used to wait until winter and the snow banks were high on one side of this and run up to it slam into this with my stomach and land on the other side. It didn't hurt it was so much fun... maybe that explains why my head is broken.



We went to our old public school around 1am.





as if her eye is reflective like a effin raccoon... creepy.



So many random fences... new parking lots. So many memories I can't believe it. They actually tore down where I was in grades 7 and 8. That made me a little sad. We used to jump out the window to go to recess.







^^^ How I spent my day until Christine called.

Today I'm studying up because I got a wicked awesome job opportunity coming up. My cover letter totally rocked so I want to make it sound I half know what I'm talking about. I would write a lot a lot more if it wasn't for this migraine I have. So that has to be it. And I'm sorry about the layout of pics but I wanna see which way I like it more... and if the pics are semi centered etc. So a wonky looking post it is.

I've decided.

I'm going to publish a book. I'm going to call it "Meatball Pillow". Shame I lost a lot of my writing when my comp died recently I've learned my lessons.

Feel free to give me some cover ideas. I'm into surreal stuff. I'm a vegetarian dreamer with sleep hag. This is going to be interesting.

Feel free to leave comments on ideas if you're an artist and want to have some exposure.

Think meatballs and brains.

Sleep Hag

Last night's sleep was super shitty. It was a million degrees in Toronto and even tho we have AC we don't use it. That's my mother's logic. It'd be nice to just turn it on a little. Anyway, I kept getting sleep paralysis where my stand up fan kept turning into my high school English Teacher Mr. Johnson who I haven't even seen in years or thought about for that matter. He's not a scary guy by anymeans but it was unnerving. He was actually young and cool and he taught us a lot of things using Simpsons references.

We need a hammock. That would be bliss.

Anyway. My whole immediate family is in a rut. We need to get some cash flow happenin. I think I understand why I'm not great with money now.

I've gotten some pretty decent job offers. I just need to get some courage for the interviews.

I messed around with this picture my friend Johnny took in Newfie Land.



I wanna go on a road trip. I think I might be losing the weight I put on. I think it's because I'm too poor to gorge myself.

I'm feeling kinda artistic I dig that. Are for the most part is free for me to work on (I have oodles and oodles of paint and some canvas) so maybe I'll have something to show for it later on today.

Keep cool mah babies.

Just Like Everyone Else

Just like everyone else I want to be more active. There are some bills I need to pay in town and I should really suck it up and do it. I'm going to do some grocery shopping today and I'm going to walk/jog for a bit today. I don't want to go into the buildings to pay my bills but I have to. Maybe I'll bring my camera and it'll be more "okay" or fun even... who knows what I'll see.

Agoraphobia is a piece of shit. My mother is all "You're getting pretty sad with your responsibilities child!" See... she forgot already what I'm going through.