Ive been trying to make music. It always seems to come out sounding very "dark", which is puzzling in a way, because I don't feel negative or down when I'm making it. Perhaps my subconscious is interfering?
They are turning the building next door into lofts. I guess my windows are going to be filthy all summer now, because there is no way this will be done anytime soon. It's raining today, so they can't work on it, which is good, because it means I can now sit here naked without fear of being seen by the workers.
My goddamned head is so covered with bug bites it feels like I'm full of huge tumours. I think maybe those bugs laid some eggs in there it's so bad. You can't really put anything on bites that are under your hair, although it is itching so bad I'm tempted to shave my head so I can.
I actually drank enough to feel drunk last night. We then walked over to the only place on the street that had any sort of crowd. Unfortunately the crowd was mainly Britney wannabes and the boys who love them. The whole place had this vague onion like aroma which was a little off putting. This one guy came up to my friend Darrin throws his arms around us and said "You have god in you do you know that? You are a powerful man. You will be a preacher man. If you are a preacher man, everyone will listen to you..." When he finally walked away, we simultaneously said to each other "that's where that onion smell was coming from". Then we gave each other a shoulder smell check to confirm contamination.
Just got back from a trip to one of the Ontario Ghost Towns I've been dying to see, and I was not disappointed. Newfoundout, in the Ottawa Valley, is an absolutely magical and serene place. Old homes and barns are still present, as are the remains of the odd piece of farming equipment (If you go, you will quickly realize why their farming attempts failed). I hear there are remains of a few antique vehicles as well, but I did not make it to that area. Photos cannot do justice to the overwhelming feeling of contentment and solitude you feel there. If you are anywhere even remotely close to this area, I suggest you visit. I plan to go back, as the now deserted and falling apart community spans 4 km which I was not prepared to walk in it's entirety this day (uphill I might add). I'll post a few more pictures later once they have been scanned. More photos can be found 
O.K. so this guy gets really drunk and passes out. He gets his face written on, and is ridiculed by his girlfriend. How does he get back at her? He cums on her face while she is sleeping. O.K. so in some ways I do find this funny. But what is it with men and cumming on a girl's face?
I'm back from Chicago. The only thing touristy I saw was the Shedd Aquarium. I was with my mother and sisters and they sure like shopping. We are talking 8 hour shopping marathons. I'm a little bit like a guy in that shopping is not my favourite thing to do. I'd have to say the highlight of the trip though was my mother getting very drunk at a nightclub. Good times indeed.
God you just gotta love Japan. The Japanese are just so cool. See this band here? They are a "Visual Band" called Blood. Apparently Visual or Visual-Kei is a popular music type in Japan. I guess it's kind of a glam rock thing. I don't know, but it amuses me. Check out the make-up. This isn't a band member, but someone on the street. Apparently this is a popular makeup to do. It's called Center Guy style. It seems they like Disney accessories. How odd.
It occurs to me that I have not heard any music lately that excites me. Not even close. I don't think I've bought an album in 18 months.
