blaring techno, mulling people, sun (for once), random meat things, ice cream.

And paper bunny ears. According to the girl who did a presentation in Am. Lit. today, the song "Do your ears hang low" comes for the revolutionary war (or something like that). It's not about actual ears, it's about drums.

Almost done with the insence burner.

Once I get that done, and my tea bowls, I shall take pictures for you. I can probably put the bird pictures up too.

So I left Octoberfest after about 15 minutes. (We shouldn't call it Octoberfest, we really shouldn't) Decided to walk home, and I'm glad I did.

On Sunset Boulevard, I saw a redtailed hawk; sitting on a light pole, looking like she most definetly did not beling there.

It really is an amazing thing to see wild creatures in the concrete jungle.

Older Stuff:
i'm a chargin mah laz0rz. - September 30, 2008
the summertime blues - June 21, 2008
my life so far - March 22, 2008
empty pockets - February 19, 2008
speech pattern changes - March 12, 2007

don't be afraid of the future. it doesn't include you, it only removes you.

It is the duty of every patriot to protect his country from his government."
- Thomas Payne