dance.
i haven't updated in more than a week. i'm silly, and unproductive.

urban is treating me very well. lots of hours, lots of busy time. this means... lots of overtime. having money again is a good thing. i've realized i'm a retail whore, bouncing from store to store in roosevelt field mall. it's all good, though. i'm making lots of friends, and they seem to be friends with lot of my friends, and listen to the same music i listen to. i bought this jacket there. diesel like woah.

lip re-piercing plans have been mutilated, reconfigured, and reconstituded. that's fine. i will be piereced again kids, don't you mind. getting my tongue redone is also in the works. and i'm designing the rest of my back piece FINALLY. i need to get that work done soonish. because yeah... i want it. mods like what? mods like woah.

i'm graduating from nassau after next semester. then i am taking the following semester off to make money, and a portfolio... and then we're off to the wonderous new york city. to make something of ourself. i want to major in interior design, which is a little faggy, but whatever. maybe i'll spray some blood on a wall, and then it'll be scene.

those of you on or around long island should come to my store and visit. you can see the rooms that i helped design. the regional merchandiser liked them, so if you don't you're obviously insane. it's good work, i promise you this. i miss dawn, and matt, and jamie, and ali, and ryan, and john, and sarah.

that is all.

ps. geoff from thursday looks like golem.