"Philosophy...

is man's expression of curiosity about everything and his attempt to make sense of the world through his intellect."

I really, in all honesty, do not care much for philosophy. That being said, we'll avoid the topic completely.

i'd much rather muse about

where the sun went this afternoon. it was

eighty degrees out yesterday. what the hell

happened today?

the annuals new ep, "sweet sister" came out a little

less than a week ago.

that's good news. i spent hours catching up

on a blog that i get a grade on-

where's the justice?

it's as if it drained all the creativity out of me.

i'm exhausted.

there's a single

dollar sitting in front of me. who knows where it came from.

all i know is that i should have more.

people are so stingy about money,

it would be

nice

if people just paid their dues

instead of delaying their payments

so i didn't have to feel like a goddamn loan shark.

i sometimes feel as if they like

the tension. the feeling

of

indebtedness. what an awful prospect.

but it's their lives. not mine. i just want to

skip across the uncomfortable

plastic mattress &

catch "z"s until my

eyes roll

back into my head & i fall

fast asleep. i kinda thought it would be pretty lame to not

be faithful to this blog. if

you were curious as to what i

was interested in today

it was the idea of filling in the blanks.

too often i

am left with all but many missing pieces. but i suppose

that's all perception really is. we are given five

senses to fill in the extraordinary amount of ambiguities that are

thrown our way.

that's how the impressionists did it. that's how we do it every day. look

at paul cezanne. he's a bright guy.

perhaps i'm just lazy. maybe i'm just not as brilliant as

soft-strokes was. who knows. for funsies, here

are some impressionist works that are simply amazing. take them for what they are:

a great psychological and perceptive insight.

sometimes th wrds jst dnt quite ft & yu hve to pt

th pces tgthr fr yurslf.