a very small taste

of my thesis:


(a spread out of my book on anxiety dreams. there are four books in all)

i have three weeks to finish. i should probably be freaking out, but stress is something that i don't quite care for anymore.

also-
it's snowing outside,
and two days ago i went on a hike and discovered a small troll house under a bridge, among other fantastic things.

Futurism

is taking over my brain.

Little posty-poster I made for Akron/family, check it:



It's a bit silly but hey that's okay

Dream texts

i keep sending myself cryptic text messages in the middle of the night about dreams i can't remember in the morning.

here's the most recent last one:
"God is bush with arms and legs and a head and black paint under his eyes. Dolls brushing their hair"

in context to what? i don't know. pretty strange.

hey adam

you asked for an update, so here's a morsel:



10x10" paper sculpture of my mouth that i did in the beginning of the term. one of my more favorite projects done so far.
it's gross....i dig it.
When i take a photo of it with a real camera and light it properly so you can see all the shadows, i'll post that picture on the internet too.

good morning

found this on my desk:



hairball says "yo dawg. have a great day."
(my roommates are funny)

girls

are strange creatures.

holly and i had an hour to kill before a party and decided to dye our hair blue:


look kids! bleach is fun!
we are attrocious, all the time.

on my mind: sugar ray, my new best of cream album, the penrose show (North Star bar at 8!), peru, the lack of work i'm doing, otters.

12:48 am

is when i'm most hilarious.