why is the formatting so fucked up?

i smoked too much this weekend







ever since i was a caterpillar








now im thinking about health insurance, and how i wish i had it so i could be on pointless birth control




i see her daily. am i supposed to be reminded of something? maybe ill invite the past over for dinner?


and tomorrow ill be scanning newer pictures and sketches. i love america.



mixmash for sitting in uncomfortable chairs:
One Step Beyond 3:32 Madness
Wild Night 3:34 Van Morrison
Let Me Lick Your Pussy 3:30 Ween
Painter in Your Pocket 4:10 Destroyer
Child Star 2:52 T. Rex

ira

Spoke with Greg. Happy about Brooklyn. And the springtime.

I feel so spent, I couldn't form a unique thought if I tried.

These pictures are from Belfast. IRA cemetery / Belfast murals.

the return

i just made it home from belfast.

im not going to make it to london this time. next time.

i can't write it all out now. here is some of the beginning,

i flew into belfast from amsterdam on the 23rd, and when i got in Aine and Lee were waiting at the airport and Aine and I did that thing were people are the airport start screaming and hugging and jumping in circles. It felt so good.

Aine had already been drinking, so i did too in the car on the drive back. it was my first time in an british car (that wasn't a taxi.) i should have asked if theyd let me drive. i couldn't believe how much i missed her accent. and then to be in a whole house, in a whole village full of it! i met her family, who were so beautiful and SOOO FUNNY, and generous.

i saw all of downpatrick and belfast, and did ecstasy and listened to music and celebrated christmas and ate to much and did so many other things. i took pictures during some of them.