Monday, September 1, 2014

Monday, September 1, 2014

Monday, September 1, 2014

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Monday, September 1, 2014

whitneymuseum:

Jeff Koons’s Play-Doh is made up of twenty-seven individual interlocking pieces of painted aluminum and took two decades to fabricate. Definitely not child’s play! 

whitneymuseum:

Jeff Koons’s Play-Doh is made up of twenty-seven individual interlocking pieces of painted aluminum and took two decades to fabricate. Definitely not child’s play! 

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Sunday, August 31, 2014

The only time I was ever happy was when I was at an Age of Empires LAN party

Thursday, August 28, 2014

how do i get into plants?

ne1 got good plant tips? i’m thinkin bamboo

Monday, August 25, 2014

Need to think of an ssid and so far I have exactly bupkis.

Monday, August 25, 2014

Today on the way up to floor 15 I pretended the empty-except-for-moi elevator constituted everything. Everywhen. From one dusty corner to the diagonal opposite was 28 billion parsecs. Between the wood remembering the shoes of a thousand paralegals below and the sandy miso soup fluorescents above was something like 13.8 billion light years. And each energetic quantum expended in my vertical trip was a licked thumb flipping through dimensional planes. I was the sole, perfect observer to it all. My pumping blood was solar trade winds my earlobe was an accretion disc my hangover sweat beads were galaxies my fingernails were nebulae my throat was a wormhole my eyeballs were stars my legs were ontology and epistemology my hair was reason my face was heat my breath was cold my neck was light my liver was a supernova my neurons were electrical storms my incisors were life and death my thoughts were the souls of men. The lift dinged and dinged and dinged forever, then it all stopped. The door slid open. I was in an empty lobby.

Sunday, August 24, 2014

Return here.

Bathroom yellow as the inside of a cheese, lit garishly, the ceiling too low (or the floor too high), and you crane your neck like a heavenly bird.

Here, where she felt you, and nothing blared through your consciousness.

Saturday, August 23, 2014

got a bad case of the fridays

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

I have so many things to do but yesterday after work I just wrote till midnight.

Friday, August 15, 2014

every time i catch myself pretending to know anything about anything i feel sick to my stomach 

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Some lady honked at me as I was crossing the street so I threw a cigarette butt at her car and she yelled at me and called me a pussy. I am a pussy.

Saturday, August 9, 2014

altcomics:

Victor Vaughn & Edward Marshall Shenk
altcomics:

Victor Vaughn & Edward Marshall Shenk
altcomics:

Victor Vaughn & Edward Marshall Shenk
altcomics:

Victor Vaughn & Edward Marshall Shenk
altcomics:

Victor Vaughn & Edward Marshall Shenk
altcomics:

Victor Vaughn & Edward Marshall Shenk
altcomics:

Victor Vaughn & Edward Marshall Shenk
altcomics:

Victor Vaughn & Edward Marshall Shenk

altcomics:

Victor Vaughn & Edward Marshall Shenk

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