1. I am driving with rich and colleen, and some..guy I don’t recognise. the guy and I are in the back seat sitting next to each other. He won’t stop talking about himself and is completely grandiose which is getting on everyone else’s nerves. We stop outside some small shops and the guy gets out, but goes around to Colleen’s window and keeps talking. Rich starts to drive away, but the guy is hanging on to the window and running alongside. Colleen says “This is your stop.” and the guy, as if suddenly realising says “Oh!” and lets go. We drive away.

 2. In the car with Rich and Colleen again, on a motorway, and I’m telling them about a dream I had which was the previous dream. Colleen says that I may not recognise the guy in the dream, but I know him in real life. Rich turns his eyes off the road to talk to Colleen which throws me into a fit because I can’t stand it when drivers don’t concentrate on the road [as you can imagine Stef’s early podcasts from his car could be teeth-gritting for me] I become even more fearful when a driver next to us on the motorway starts swerving and Rich still seems not to  be concentrating on the road. Colleen points out that we’ve ended up driving down the wrong way on an exit in the motorway. However the exit leads back onto the motorway and there are no oncoming cars so Colleen suggests we speed up and get back onto the motorway and back on the right side before anyone comes and we’re stuck.

 3. I am back at my parent’s house, alone. I have my nose piercing which I took out when I went to ohio. I decide to take it out, and stuff oozes from the wound which is quite gross.. the piercing is also much bigger after I have taken it out, instead of the tiny spike it was it becomes a 0 gauge tunnel. I gather up some q tips and saline to clean the gross oozing stuff, but for some reason distract myself from cleaning it over and over again. I go outside and sit on the front steps of my parents house. It’s dark outside. There is a tiny black cat and I try to get it to come to me but it runs away. A guy walks past with his two dogs,  a small black one is not on a leash, but following him. Then, a large yellow van with “PATROL” on it pulls into the driveway. I don’t know what it is, but I become very afraid and run back inside.

I want to do more with this website, but i am not sure what. Maybe I will just save my facebook for journaling in and keep this as an art site, not sure. I need a new layout too, I much simpler one. This one is pretty hideous.

The opening night of my exhibition is on the 24th

LAST MASTIFF FOR NOW I PROMISE!!! they are fun to do..

close up of the painting in the background of that photo, i became demotivated to finish it.

me painting, and listening to podcasts! Yaaaay. I shaved my head.

Ta!

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I am probably far too optimistic, but the mania sorrounding the latest election in the USA seems like the beginning of the end to me, part of a final desperate act to cling to the mythology of democracy. I don’t hold out for a stateless society in my lifetime, but I do believe it is inevitable, and in proccess.

have longboarders instead.

I also learned how to longboard, and it was AWESOME. I spent half the day zooming up and down the hallway on jane’s longboard. when i am not shit poor i’m gonna get my own. 8D

Boo, I am not happy, haven’t left my room much lately. My recurring dreams of being attacked/chased/killed are coming back too. Not cool.