1:43 and I've printed nearly 50 banners and a stage wrap for Dancing with the Stars tonight. There's been about 10 times I've wanted to rip my hair out mainly due to the fact that a 15,000 dollar printer really shouldn't fuck up, ever. And it does. Continually. Somewhere in the ballpark of nearly 1,117,856 pieces of paper later, this is bound to happen. 1:45 Waiting for a new run of programs to load. Trying it from a different postscript file. This is taking forever. I miss talking to Christie. Neon Indian is playing, deadbeat summer and today is sunny and where I want to be but being in this office on a weekend kills me. 1:50 Program is still loading. I just want the pieces of my life to feel like a broken mug that someone took the time to glue perfectly back together. Or maybe a rock picked up from the beach, smoothed by the years of seaside tumbling, left on a shelf and felt with nostalgic palms. I want to get the fuck out of here. 3:42 The printer finally ran out of staples. Beer has been delivered and it's not all bad. Printing the rest of the banners should be a cinch and then I'm gonna get a jacket from stephen. I'm enthralled in de ja vu. 3:48 Listening to Animals as Leaders. Fuck. SO EXCITED TO BE DONE WITH THIS. ASLKJA:LKFJ:LSDKJFS 4:48 Just delivered the last of the programs, banners, and I'm finally done printing for DWS. Got a few beers on my managers tab (which is fucking rad to have) and am officially coasting for the summer. Thanks world, I am so fucking excited to go to SF.

Seems to me.

close yourself upon pressed flowers and marked pages suppose the ropes fell to your knees we never took too much time to drive anywhere but places we've never been. Have the nerves of faith and the breath of treaty if you ever want to fill the heart balloons and see us soar. Satisfied by distortion and quick connections elongated by loose knots. Soaked in the futile days of sewing sadness through the landscape shelves. Stems of an everlasting love rest their heads upon the leaves they birth. Shoot, I'm fucking tired.

Quick little cover for an english portfolio.

First two attempts at photoshop.

Just discovered some old archives of stuff I did in high school. These were among my first attempts at photoshopping something.