she fills my bed with gasoline.
you'd think i woulda noticed.

- santa monica, theory of a deadman

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i am frustrated by the limits of the internet.  isn't that funny?  but it's true.  i want to see all these images and i can't find them ANYWHERE.  boo.  i have the world at my fingertips and somehow i still manage to want what i can't have.

maybe the copy centre will work me a miracle.

in other news, i am developing a sickness, my roommate came home a day early, and amanda left this morning.  plus i am just not feeling very creative right now.  that's really bad you know.  it's kindof like when a surgeon doesn't really feel like cutting people up.  except less life-threatening.

oh and plus i need a digital camera.  why don't i have a digital camera?

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artists of the weekend:
karen dugas, jennifer dickson, the guerilla girls