Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
only big boys keep deuces on the ride.
“A beautiful girl can make you dizzy, like you been drinkin jack and coke all morning. she can make you feel high, for the single greatest comodity known to man - promise. promise of a better day, promise of a greater hope, promise of a new tomorrow. this particular aura, can be found in the gait of a beautiful girl, in her smile, in her soul, and the way she makes every rotten little thing about life seem like its gonna be ok”
-Michael Rapaport "Beautiful Girls"
“Nichole Williams makes you feel sick, like you’ve been drinking syzyrup all morning. She makes you feel low, the single worst affliction to man—depression. Depressed about you sour days, depressed with no hope, depressed and not wanting to live to see tomorrow. This particular aura can be found all around NHole, in her vag, down to her soul and the way she makes every little thing about life seem like its rotten from the inside out.”
-Luke Michalowski
-Michael Rapaport "Beautiful Girls"
“Nichole Williams makes you feel sick, like you’ve been drinking syzyrup all morning. She makes you feel low, the single worst affliction to man—depression. Depressed about you sour days, depressed with no hope, depressed and not wanting to live to see tomorrow. This particular aura can be found all around NHole, in her vag, down to her soul and the way she makes every little thing about life seem like its rotten from the inside out.”
-Luke Michalowski
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Thursday, September 23, 2010
I don't think you're beautiful, I think you're beyond it.
You're welcome.
Capone - N - Noreaga - Black Gangstas
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Now these wolf-like thoughts are formulated.
I went a little crazy today and bought a shit load of stuff. (Individually, things were cheap, cumulatively....I'm broke.)
This what I got:
- a bag of wood carvings (It's all kids pictures like kittens, and pirates. Amazing - picture below)
- a children's book called "Wild Horses" (amazing drawings - picture below)
- 10 prints from an old book about play characters from 1901 (picture below)
- a brown suede jacket
- 2 new pairs of shoes
- scarf shirt
- big jeans
- fancy face wash
- adult perfume
From the sounds of it you'd think:
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Monday, September 13, 2010
No homo, finger nails dirty. I think I'm dirty money since 12:30 am.
I miss waking up in cold fall weather, and going to Tim Hortons and getting bagels with cream cheese and a large double double and walking Buckley through the alley on the way home.
The Streets - Dry Your Eyes .mp3
It's the verbal Herman Munster.
Right now even though I've been in my apartment for a few months now, I have almost nothing in it (pretty much just a mattress.) I'm used to the no furniture, never unpacking thing (most likely due to living out of a laundry basket and doing week for week between my parents house for 10 years) and I don't mind the not having any "material objects" holding me down (I sound like a nomad hippy). But sometimes, like tonight, when I needed to open a bottle of wine and had no corkscrew - this shit gets annoying. I've spent the last hour trying to open it with a screw, and using the "hit against a wall" method (which looks super easy on wiki-how video - but DOES NOT work in real life.). I now have a sort of open bottle of wine with a destroyed cork that I can't get any wine out of, and a dent in my wall.
I stole this from - here. I love it.
Saturday, September 11, 2010
do right and kill everything.
I'm back in LA now. My 10 day visit to Germany ended up being a month. It was totally worth it though. That's probably the only time I'm going to visit Europe in my young life (due to my poorness.) so I enjoyed it as much as I could. Being back is weird now - I always get used to where I am quickly (except LA for some reason) and dealing with changing and moving always throws me off. Also, the airport experience coming back into the US was a fucking ordeal. It involved 2 hours of getting lectured from passport security about my Visa, and then being called over the intercom to go get my bag as "Mr. Nichole Williams" for half an hour following. Thanks for the awesome welcome back US.
The Meters - Hand Clapping Song .mp3
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