i'm so tired today. Like to the point where I can't even look around, just shuffling around doing things at school. So my band will be playing at the Fireside Bowl tomorrow night, that's muy muy exciting. We also have a radio show to play next month, so maybe I will say: "Hi Mom" On the radio. What?!?! Who let him in here? Stayed tuned....

"If I try to be like him, who will be me?"

So it's crunch time at school with finals and all, and it's really kicking my ass. I have this photo final that I have to shoot, print, and matte, and that normally takes about 2-3 weeks. Yeah, umm I have 5 days to do it. This may have something to do with being lazt over Christmas break, or something. All I know is that I need to light a campfire under my ass. Cheers. :) "Tonight, my love, we xerox."

I think I might get certified in scuba diving and go live on an island somewhere.

I can't help but feel that the city is not the place for me. Although it's nice to be able to go to a good school, and meet new people, my impression of the city is one of impatience and greed. It all seems to revolve around money- people come here either to work or to go to school so that they can eventually work. But I guess you would find that anywhere. There's just too much influence from media, everyone wants to dress nice and be witty in their conversations...but my question to them is: where are you headed with those nice shoes and designer glasses? It seems like people dont want to actually be themselves, as if that required any effort in the first place. And if you're not trained in the "urban school of conversation" people assume you're from the suburbs and you will "get it" one day. Psshh.

Today I cut my hair like a mohawk. Not a crazy indian one...but it's still cool. I feel kind of like an indian though, and it's nice. Maybe one day I'll move to an Indian reservation and make cornbread all day.
Does anyone want to write two papers for me? No? Didn't think so. I really don't want to. I don't think I need a college degree to make cornbread any way. I saw Dances with Wolves yesterday and I think it's gone to my head. Literally.

"Hey there coffee eyes,
you've got coughing up
my cookie heart."