Ra Ra Re-mix.

This song and this remix. Damn.

Great Finds.

Yesterday I went on a train ride with a friend and her family to Burnet, Texas. I found this at an antique store there:

This is actually a FedEx pin from the 80's (evidently they had a "Don't Panic" campaign) ...t's still the famous words written on the front of The Guide.

(If you don't know, I am obsessed with The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. I love me some space and I also love me some british humor. It is my ultimate book.)


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Also, when shopping today at the mall I got this fucking awesome Lucky Brand bag on sale. (Originally 230 and I got it for 50. Man, if that's not bargain shopping I don't know what is.)

Also also, riding a train is pretty cool.

Star Wars.

I've been working on it for two days now. This picture's kinda weird...

But I'm likin' it.

New Project.

I'll be drawing this in colored pencil on black illustration board.

I think it will turn out nice.

I will also be selling it, so that will be nice as well.

Life: Frustration.

It's true. This life we all live is so frustrating.


The way I see it being happy is the key to a successful life. And being happy can be one of the most difficult things to accomplish. Though I am young, as a person who has been very happy and also very unhappy I believe I can vouch for this.


The ability to look at yourself and the world as an outside observer is only a contributor to the problem of being happy. And I don't mean to just look at yourself from another person's point of view, I mean above that, a completely different entity looking down on earth with no earthly ideas. When you do this you see that people are very predictable, very unoriginal. Complete individuality of all the things that make up a person and who they are is of course completely impossible, there will always be some shared characteristic with someone else, but the realization of this is not only depressing but very eye opening which is in turn is even more depressing. We humans live a very sad comedy.


I always want to know why people do things. Every person's code (of action, and reasoning and philosophy) is very different from the next persons. It's difficult to really understand who people are.


I don't know if that made sense but, this is the stuff I think about constantly.

Money, it's a hit.

Money - Pink Floyd

Fuck you.

I'm happy.

Free People Boutique

(click it.)

I want EVERYTHING.

Also.

I like black pants.




               ...fuck jeans.

Random Assortment of Thoughts.

It's not fun being lonely.

I've found that when I actually act the way I want to, it might seem strange to some people.

Hell, I'm pretty fucking weird. 

And I don't want to be the person who everyone thinks is popular. I don't want to be "that person". I like who I am,  I like those moments when that person truly shows. It makes me happy.

And It's not about who you know or the friends you have, it's about being happy with who you are.

And I don't need a relationship to tell me I'm worth shit to someone. It might seem like that sometimes, but it's ok to be on my own because my time is my own and I can accomplish what I want to. And possibly the right person will come along eventually. 

T.V. on the Radio.

Question (3)

It's not very much fun getting fucked with, now is it?

Ain't no Slutty Rats.

I'm now obsessed with this song.


Concert in 3 days.

The lyrics are awesome.

There's no work in walking in and it fueled the talk
I would grab my shoes and then away I'd walk
through all the stubborn beauty I'd start at dawn
until the sun had fully stopped never walking away from
just a way to pull apart, dehydrate back into minerals
a lifelong walk to the same exact spot
carbon's anniversary
the parting of the sensory
old, old news to read
the parting of the sensory

who the hell made you the boss
we placed our ships in all the right spots but still lost
any shit-head who had ever walked
could take the ship and do a much finer job
these fit like clothes made out of wasps
aww, fuck it, i guess i lost

the parting of the sensory
carbon's anniversary
just part of the game if you please
carbon's anniversary

who the hell made you the boss
if you say what to do i know when not to stop
if you were the ship, who would ever get on
the weather changed for the worst
it came down on us like it had been rehearsed
i highly hope that change will surely come
it'd be awful for most but really good for some
and for your trip to the exact same spot
we'd pull the trigger but we forgot to cock every single shot
oh, fuck it, i guess we lost.
 
someday you will die and somehow something's gonna steal your carbon.
someday you will die and somehow something's gonna steal your carbon.
someday you will die somehow and something's gonna steal your carbon.
someday you will die and someone's or something's will steal your carbon.
someday something will die and somehow you'll figure out how
often you will die somehow and something's gonna steal your carbon.
something will die and you'll probably just steal his carbon.

Question (2)

Why is it hard to look at yourself objectively?