Have you ever heard this song I wrote called "Groin2Groin Resuscitation"?
Maybe one of you has.
It's in my head right now…won't leave.
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This is a work in progress:
I'm doing an art collaboration with my friend (and member of my sometimes band Lazy Susan) via mail. She lives in Austin now, so she's no longer down the street from me.
I listed some buttons for sale in my shop today.
I don't really have much to say today. I'm just so damn full from going out to eat.
I feel like I'm gonna give birth to a food baby.
Also, I listed these next four, which are bits of a photo of a Helen Hoch collage:
I think a reason I don't like custom orders too much is because I don't like getting direction from other people when it comes to that sort of thing AND I'm too nervous about fucking up someone's shit.
This is pretty much the case with my friend Sarah, the female half of RuffeoHeartsLilSnotty. She was wanting me to change some things with her Myspace account that I manage. At first when I started doing this she wasn't too specific: she just said to do what I wanted, that she trusted my instinct. The other day she started giving me some direction, but it was so vague! I was sorta getting panicky and
Eh, whatever, I'm done talking about it.
I updated their profile, though.
