i'm moving to chicago.

in a few years, if all goes according to plan.


chicago is an awesome city. awesome to live in, awesome to grow in, all around awesome.
and they had a fuckin' "pen show" there! a convention...for pens! i was sold. i love pens. i tell my friends who ask what i want for my birthday or christmas...get me some fuckin' pens, a motherfuckin load of pens, bitches! or some moleskine journals/cahiers. plain, always.

so, if you know anyone that lives in chicago, call them and tell them to lock their doors, cause i'mma comin'!


also, i heard stamps are going up in price. so i'm going to the post office tomorrow and buying lots and lots of forever stamps. they're good...for...---ever! even after the price goes up! that's a steal! i'm even thinking of buying a lot, like maybe 100 of them, and give them to my mom for mother's day. she would appreciate it! but no i think i'm going to get her some back massager...that's what she said she wanted.

oh, you know what else is a steal? the big wiener deal at wienerschnitzel . 3 wieners and a drink for $2.99. some buddies and i went to the gas station after work to play some cards, hang, smoke (yeah, perfect place to do it right? go big or go home, etc.) and that's where we saw it. i find that it's these simple things that makes life good...no, great...better than tolerable.

okay i'm rambling. but i'll stop now.


oh yeah, and i'm stuck on a project...i got these oil pastels and i want to do something with them...gimme ideas. i have one in mind, but, you kids with your drugs and imaginations probably have better ones. throw 'em at me and i'll see if i can produce something!

pip pip cheerios