so it's valentine's day. el dia de los amoradores or something... i forget...
so... i guess... this time. i can say i have a valentine... or a girlfriend... friend... girl... at least. so... since i'm pretty sure she doesn't visit the website, i'll tell you that i got her belle and sebastian "tigermilk" the cd, a very good album. so yeah. that's kinda predictable. but also i will play her the song i wrote after hanging out with her at alley katz and she blew her cigarette smoke into the lights of the disco ball. it sounds like a good idea in my head... we shall see.
so it's been a beautiful week. my squirrel house/death trap was well recieved. the craftsman ship was kinda shotty, but eh... it was a good concept with great presentation.
it was simply a box supported by a plexiglass and aluminum rectangular shaft. at the bottom of the shaft was this fusebox with batteries surrounding it covered in knives, forks and a spoon that pointed upwards. the living space. the box, was decorated with japanese things. and the hole in the center of the floor had this paragraph written about osamu tezuka. the front had curtains made from an old shirt of vincent's. well. it was this whole misanthropic statement represented by this squirrel house/deathtrap. it was about how environment dictates lifespan and blah blah blah. i was happy because people did like it and it was more than kitch, so we got to talk about it for like 30 minutes.
well. yeah. it's valentine's day and 3:32 AM. so i should go to sleep soon. goodnight/morning.
