Thursday, August 28, 2008

"the maid thinks you're a brat"

Here's a photo of a mushroom that I took: 
So its a little out of focus but I thought it was cool so whatever. I showed it to my friend Owen, photography major at SUNY Poorchoice and he said "eh" 

This is something else owen said to me: 
owen: I have such a headache
Me: I'm sorry
Owen: Good. Cause It's your fault. I looked at a picture of you on facebook and I was like oh my god the pain.
Me: Thanks.
Owen: Sure.

Here's some bright red fungus: 

that was brighter in iphoto. 

So, I thought I would include Owen with pictures of fungus. 
Here's a picture of two bright yellow mushrooms I saw at boy scout camp: 
 still, brighter in iphoto. 
I was going to put owen's face on a mushroom to keep with the theme but this was funnier:  
                                                 
Okay I'm done. 



Sunday, August 17, 2008

Recent news of my life

my oral surgeon stitched my cheek to my gums. 


  

the quality is crappy but whatever, I made this in my sketchbook.  

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

my mouth is bleeding

I got my wisdoms out and I could feel like the whole operation because apparently my body doesn't really react to anesthesia. My doctor was like oh you'll feel like you've had two or three drinks. yeah... because two or thee drinks doesn't really do anything to me unless its 3 full cups of vodka.

I need more pain killers.

Anyway, my doctor's office is filled with plush teeth, posters from the 80s and a couple of giant toothbrushes. I really love it.

On another note, why is Colbert's Ben & Jerry's ice cream flavor so hard to find?? I really want that.
Last time I got my bottom wisdom teeth off I cried because I wanted to watch the life aquatic and I didn't have it. This time, I think I'll be emotionally stable.

5 DAYS TILL PITTSBURGH!

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

pimple on your tongue = you're a liar

I'm at the pool, lifeguarding and I can feel my knees burning. I just took a break from reading Colbert's book. No one is swimming so I'm on my ipod. A man with a giant arm tat is talking on his cell phone and some elderly women are here too, probably chatting about the downfall of today's youth. I think the elderly shun technology because they don't feel like learning how to use it. I know they used to walk three miles to school in blistering blizzards but we have cars now, with four wheel drive. Old ladies are nice though. Damn, that mans tat is massive.

Now to what I was actually going to write about.

I had to pause for a min because people were swimming. A man named pat just told me to enjoy my college years because they go fast.

Okay now, what I wanted to say is that judy, my mom, (only sometimes I call her judy to her face like when I lose her in department stores) told me that when you get a pimple on your tongue it means you told a lie. Well, I have a pimple on my tongue its mildly uncomfortable and more of an inflamed taste bud than a pimple. So I guess I lied if I'm going to be superstious. I did actually, when john (dad) asked me if this little jewelery bag I had was for weed. He was like hey what's this for, weed? I said no of couse but I actually do keep my weed in another bag that is the same as the one he saw. Later, I actually did put my weed in it. I cannot tell a lie.

That was long and retarded

Ps I'm an asshole sometimes.
PPS when I'm lifeguarding I like to pretend I'm Harriet the spy, although I do hate that name

Sunday, August 10, 2008

Who let me wear silver pants in the 90's?

"Who let me wear silver pants in the 90s?" I decided, is just too much for one title. Aesthetic chaos is better because I go to art school.

f'real.
How do I change this shit up? I used to have a livejournal but then I grew out of my angsty teen stage. A blog seemed fitter. anyway, I'm just going to write ridiculous things that happen in my life here since my life is super awkward and just bizarre. 

anyway, 

a fried Pb&J would be so delish right now.