today's special: steal one get one free.

Don't grow up too fast
And don't embrace the past
This life's too good to last

im listening to muse in an effort to get myself psyched up for...anything at all. my god was i in a mood today. not a bad mood...or maybe it was a bad mood, but it was certainly a mood. i havent really done anything all day. i went for a long walk which was nice. its my new thing i suppose. long walks where i walk to the beat of the music im listening to...but in such a way that no one knows what im up to. a secret dance if you will. yesterday i got my foot raped by the smallest dog ever. and today i got a snowball thrown at my back. its the little things that make long walks worthwhile.

im losing my mind. dare me to elaborate.

i really need a dance studio. or a warehouse. because i get these random urges to dance like a fucking maniac at least 5 times a day. and i feel like if i could...dance like a fucking maniac at least 5 times a day...things would be really different for me. better somehow. hmm...just decided that listening to 'new born' with my eyes closed is totally the new black. i hope one of my roomates comes out here right now and sees me typing with my eyes completely closed. ive got two years of word processing and a grade school crush to thank for that.

so i decided today that i'd make a canope for my bed out of wire hangers...twine...and electrical tape. not sure what inspired me to do such a thing, but once i got started that was pretty much the end of it. the frame is done and just needs to be assembled. then i'll go on down and buy some fabric for my lair.
i imagine i'll become a recluse and spend most of my days inside the lair constructing elaborate plans to lure people into my den of secrecy. fantastic.

i could use some new stuff in my life right now. just something that would blow my mind. im really spoiled. i have had the insane luck of meeting the most beautiful crazies in the world. every so often... a complete psycho enters my life and i fall in love with them. sometimes romantically, usually not. i havent had that though in a while and i miss it. maybe i just miss the magic hahaha.

im staring out of my window at red blinking lights across the way. the amsterdam housing projects never looked so beautiful. i describe new york at christmas time as my beautiful wife. i come home from work every day...tired and stressed and shes there, always beautiful but tired and stressed herself. then one day i come home from work to see her in a red dress with her hair curled, fingernails painted strutting in high heels. just a pleasant surprise...thats all.

i'll stop now haha.