The Only

The only thing that will keep me from killing a customer tomorrow during the shopping frenzy will be the fact that I am being paid the same day. Well-played, holiday sales, well-played.

See also: The Harry Potter Incident.

Happy Über Fun Small Pox/Native Genocide/Poultry Massacre Day!
Cheers from a food coma,
c.i.

Finer things in life.

Homemade wontons, jasmine rice, random remixes, Trader Joe's Sparkling Blueberry Juice, and warm sake.

Win.

What was that

about hats again?
courtesy of: moneygami pictures
via Justin Jones

Barkley

Thank you, Babcock ♥

This darkness is just a suggestion

... I see myself blurred in the mirror by steam and time seems to fold over onto itself and I see myself as a layering of all my previous days and years and all the time that is coming and suddenly I feel I've become invisible.

Photograph taken by yours truly.
2006

Employment, Leibowitz and Old-Fashioned

Customer quotes of the day:
[A fair 20 minute period after same-said woman purchased cheesy romance novel and had left the store, she returned to complain:]

"I can't read this! It's a romance novel based in London. I hate novels based in London, can I return it?"

[Elderly Asian gentleman's response when I ran into him twice within the same 5 minute span and I reassured him I wasn't following him]
"I'm too old for you anyway"

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I woke up to the rain, left for the day with a chill on my neck and three layers of my worn down sweaters. Mmm ... autumn.

Cut-Off

I'm not keeping "tabs". You got me into a lot of great music and amazing art. I liked that train of thought. Simple as that.
Also

re∙tract |riˡtrakt| (verb, [trans]): 2. withdraw (a statement or accusation) as untrue or unjustified.

Please excuse my insecurities and words that were spewed from same-said fountain.

Doolittle

I was somewhere in the back left portion of the orchestra pit. Somewhere towards the middle of the song, some white guy named Theo - whom I'm guessing was rolling on ecstasy - licked my heart tattoo and ran away.

You've got red on you.

When you can ask them attack you with fake blood to simulate a zombie attack.

Dia de los Muertos

These woodcuts still give me shivers, just because of the pure detail.

Also feel like if there was some kind of creature that is slowly eating away at my insides and not allowing me to focus, it would resemble something fairly close to this.

Heavily ... distracted, as it were.

Cheers fuckwits,
c.i.