Everyone's sick in Taos with some crazy diseases and stuff.
I still need a job!

I've been painting the town under the name PURINA (because they make good dog food), and am getting some novice spray painting experience. When I get a chance, I'll scan the photographs and post it.

I do have wheels now, thanks to my dad, so lifes not all bad.

peace

It's a pain in the ass to get online now.

My compadre Ben is visiting Mass. for like another week, and the house is scary at night!

I've been unemployed for almost a month now, and it's poopy.

But, I'm using my free time to draw and stuff!

Peace.

I'm staying in New Mexico for at least one semester of art at the nearby quality learning facility of UNM. I'm gonna split rent with Ben, busking prodigy.

I'm still sober, with only the occaisional urge to do crazy things.

work involves a nursery, lots of plucking spiny weeds in the sun, hours of watering plants (which I know nothing about), and carrying around petunias.

I'm supposed to graduate this program on July 11, and move out a week or two after.

Miss my brothers very very much, as well as my folks, my grandparents, Gillis the Chow Chow, and my other kith and kin, and hopefully I'll see them on a visit back to the Nati soon.

Also dying without my CD collection and a way of listening to it.

I will someday figure out a means to upload all of the various shit I've turned out in the last year, though some of it needs a digital camera, which I lack. (i.e. ink and charcoal drawings on parts of this apartment, and huge ass drawings I did for drawing I)

I'm psyched about learning and practicing, and figuring out that i want to draw pretty pictures for the rest of my life...

hasta la bye-bye

"Parting Of The Sensory"


There's no work in walking in to fuel the talk

I would grab my shoes and then away I'd walk

Through all the stubborn beauty I start at the dawn

Until the sun had fully stopped

Never walking away from

Just a way to pull apart

Dehydrate back into minerals

A life long walk to the same exact spot


Carbon's anniversary

The parting of the sensory

Old old mystery

The parting of the sensory


Who the hell made you the boss?

We placed our chips in all the right spots

But still lost

Any shithead who had ever walked

Could take the ship and do a much finer job

This fit like clothes made out of wasps

Aw, fuck it I guess I lost


The parting of the sensory

Carbon's anniversary

Just part it again if you please

Carbon's anniversary


Who the hell made you the boss

If you say what to do I know what not to stop

If you were the ship then who would ever get on

The weather changed it for the worse

And came down on us like it had been rehearsed

And like we hope, but change will surely come

And be awful for most but really good for some

I took a trip to the exact same spot

We pulled the trigger, but we forgot to cock

And every single shot


Aw, fuck it I guess we lost


Some day you will die and

Somehow something's going to steal your carbon


Some day you will die and

Somehow something's going to steal your carbon


Well some day you will die somehow and

Something's going to steal your carbon


Some day you will die and

Someone's or something's will steal your carbon


Some day something will die and

Somehow you'll figure out how

Often you will die somehow and

Something going to steal your carbon


Well some day you will die somehow and

Something's going to steal your carbon

Oh I'm just a little black raincloud
hovering over the honeytree
oh I'm only a little black raincloud
pay no attention to me

Oh, everyone knows that a raincloud
doesn't eat honey;
no, not a nip

I'm just floating around

Over the ground

Wondering where I will drip
________

I've been working a lot as a union electrician's apprentice.
Sore arms + cold fingers

Starting a recreational art class tomorrow

How's everyone been doing?