In a few months time I do believe I will be making my way into the philly area. True I only have had this current job for a month and a half at this point but a certain someone asked if I would move with them, I said yes. Though the smart and logical list must be complete before such a thing happens. Paying off current bills is first and foremost, then stashing cash aside and plotting a job for after the move beforehand is usually helpful as well.

When I straighten out my artwork Ill be showing them to the owner(s) of Popmart and hopefully a few will be selected and put up in their gallery, where a good chance for them being sold will grow. Peachness for me. Toodles.

Its getting closer and closer to halloween! I cant wait. Ive been working on a new painting. I think now that im taking my time with my art, progression is smoother.

It has been quite a while since Ive been online, I have been without the internet in the home and have created quite a few pieces that Im very proud of. My style has progressed a bit smoother in the workings of mixed media, mostly surreal Id say.

I wont be back for a while either, at least I dont think. Until then enjoy my new ID and yeah.. thats about it. Heh.

"I dont want to take my medication. I dont want it. I want to deal with shit without it. I find it difficult to keep pulling myself up, what kind of friends want to stand by my side? Its annoying and its "drama" they dont need nor do I want to bother them with. I cannot, however, do it completely alone. I need people there- though not to hold my hand, but for reassurance. Hence the major social butterfly disease, I dont want to be by myself because when I am my head revisits places I already have learned to be at peace with."
-An excerpt from Certainly not easy(or short), a recent journal entry

Within a week I will not have the internet available to me in my house. For how long- I do not know. So dont bitch to me about it, I know it sucks.

The other day I went for a three hour long walk into and out of Allentown. That was tiresome. They have a recycle billboard right in the middle of these streets that are full of clutter when all of the trash recepticles were full. That would make a great photo for a newspaper. Even the playground, where children play- was full of containers, cigarette packs, and beer cans. Way to go Ficken Arschlochs. Aside from that, the walk was lovely and full of balls o'clockness. Paperbag = my kind of rock!

I went to the doctor today as well. I am on disability for six months. Plus I need another pysch and therapy to go along with my new medication(s). Great. I hate the whole not being able to focus, concentrate, remember, retain information, and so on thing. I hate it, not with a passion. I save my passion for my "angry" episodes where I love to throw, break, and hit anything in sight until I regain control or forget. Happened today right before I left for my appointment.

Im only saying this once: if you get offended when I go off the handle, its your own fault. Im not explaining this anymore, no matter who you are. Ficken Sie sich.