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Just a quick message/announcement that there will be some new works going up in the coming days. Some stuff recently done and others done a while ago and somehow forgotten... Till now.
My Time Away.
In my time away, far from the reaches of predictable life, I have made my own way, I've come out and I have experienced more death than one my age should ever have to witness. I have watched bad people rise before me as good friends perish far before their time... It has been a time where the pipes have lain silent. No distant bugle sounds for those fallen chaps who fought their cause against a world of tradition, standards and conformity. My friends, this drink is for you. This drink is to you.
Though looking at all those poor unfortunate souls around me, I must also look at myself, for I was no exception. I saw illness and maybe a glimpse
Well F---.
Yet another confirmation of my existence. I really feel that my shite job has sucked the last remaining ounce of life out of me and quite frankly that pisses me off. I tell them something important and yet they do nothing till its beyond too late. Of course the obvious solution is to find a new job, but in this shit heap lifeless burnt out culture-less arrogant narrow minded frozen hell hole city. that option apparently doesn't exist. Why? well lets just say for sake of simplicity that has been mentioned above. I am just so sick and tired of all the B.S that goes on around here, all of it restricting my every advance to creativity. I feel lik
Cameras!
It has gotten to the point where I have lost count on just how many cameras I have. An educated guess would be between 40-50. But there could be more. Though I must say I have gotten more picky on which camera(s) I come home with. Normally, If I liked it, I would buy it. But now I have this criteria which makes me really think before I act (its a good thing, I think). Anyways. That's All on that front... News around here? I got a less than mediocre night job, which keeps the student loan at bay and yea...
To hell with it
My slow transition into the genre of punk is well underway, but my passionate hate for the city which i am stuck in has trumped all. This city has no jobs, no life and sense of fun, hence its title "the city that fun forgot". of course being stuck here when all of my friends either busy having a life or being strewn across the planet leaves me to fester within the prison like confines this feculent hell-dump and rue. Of course being a tradesman, you'd figure i would have some sort of edge, but no... people keep thinking expensive fakes and uppity pretentious "furniture" stores will sooth their massive fucking ego. It has gotten to the point w
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