8:03pm update. i finally showered. spent 20 mintues trying to brush the tangles and shit out of my hair. skids rule.
if i don’t shower/bathe today, it will be 6 days since i last did that sort of thing. i bet you can’t tell my smell from these photos. i got this other three trillion dollar camera and i’ve yet to do that software downloading uploading everything etcetera etcetera… at the midtown last nite, me and the droogs were violently obnoxious, had an impromptu pool table photoshoot, all the while trying to get the fat big boobed chicks in the background, greek italian wedding style. well, they were all fat and greeked out. meh. boring. i got the blond girl to hump and snuff-style cleavage bluff for the exp. camera, nice lil videos. they’ll call for a nice chunk of change. just you watch.
for some reason you’s guys think i am really lazy and canadian, or whatever. i do a heck of a lot more than you know. so shut up. thanks.
you wanna know what i’ve been up to? fuck. well. cabs. cold. slush. booze. food. magazines. shopping. spending a lot of money. still no assistant. planning mega-fucking-awesome-art show party for my birthday, march thirty firstish. going to LA then to mexico and san franny. not sure which order. uhh. other things. always writing. pictures and people. i can’t help it if i am an expert on everything. this culture. i own it. nah nah nah.
this has been the most manic week ever. and i think i am banned from my psychiatry services, temporarily. they don’t return my calls. i missed my last two appointments. nothing has been done to resolve the situation to my benefit, thus far. too bad. my psychiatrist could have had a celebrity-psychiatrist badge or something? naw, more like dope dealer junky strung-out skids supporter. all in all, nice dude.
i am going to do it with justin timberlake. all over town. i bet i’ll fuck him. i bet you a lot of money.