Voodoo.

Maya Derin was an experimental filmmaker, choreographer and all around bad ass woman. I watched pieces of her film "Divine Horsemen: The Living Gods of Haiti" today.

Violin.

I had a dream last night that I bought a second violin. I decided to try and analyze it and this is what I got...

"Violin To hear or see a violin in a dream indicates the serenity and calmness your family and you share. To play the violin in your dreams represents the importance you place on truthfulness and honor and my foreshadow elaborate rewards in your future.
To dream of a broken violin is and indications that you will soon suffer a loss. You may loss a loved one or be separated from friends and family."

That is fucking bullshit.
Seriously. Lies.

Woah.

Dear Karin Dreijer Andersson,

You're the coolest.

xo

Navajo.

Yeah.



April 77 Navajo jeans.

Shoe.

I'm graduating from college soon and I think someone should buy me these shoes I've wanted for four months. I'm just putting it out there. Please.

Check it out.

This one is hard to explain. Imagine Monty Python esque film about French colonization in Brazil circa the 14th century. With lots of dicks. Fairly politically incorrect (the red paint????). Starring cannibals. Good flick.

Yum.

For some reason this picture came up when I searched "pizza for breakfast."

Texts.

"where are u going?"
4/21/2010
6:42am

"yes, in the free area. where at u?"
4/21/2010
6:39am

"FWD: supwitdat?"
4/21/2010
6:20am

"I put all debris out but it must be cut into smaller pieces! Huge pile!"
4/21/2010
6:12am

"FWD: today is 420!"
4/20/2010
11:08pm

I post all texts eeeeeexactly as I receive them.

Oui.

F troupe

Texts.

"Sup wit dupus p boomer?"
4/20/2010
5:49pm

"AGC"
4/20/2010
2:13pm

"Sucka!"
4/20/2010
2:07pm

"perhaps what the cardboard gets cleaned up."
4/20/2010
12:32pm


All texts are copied exactly as I receive them.

Dude.

I'm freaking out.
Take me back.