fly outta here

i have 2 weeks before i fly out of here and i still type like a immature 6th grader.

bear the elements and suffering and understand the over encompassing idea of happiness.

i'm ready.

Europe

Genesis

I began planning this trip from the initial catalyst of a good friend.  March 24th is when it started. May 28, 2008, 21:50 is when it ends.  My trip has fallen into fruition.  I have an itinerary. inventory. identification.  I told myself I bought my wings today.  Meeting my friend in London.  There's so much going on and I'm grateful that I have a chance to travel.  The tickets are bought, the bags can be packed in less than 1 hour, I know what I need to bring and what I need to see.  People.  The essence of life and the fruition of intellect.  I feel this trip is going to make me a lame poet who knows existence as an idea rather than a state of being and trip sac for 4 days not knowing where I'm going.

Tattoos. Justice. Microchiroptera.

Justice- l'olympia, paris, france, may 18!

I'm planning to quit smoking tomorrow. Again. I'm buying a pack of death tomorrow and smoking the entire pack split in two with another friend.  I'll see what I can smoke, go inverse cold turkey for 1 hour.

My bike's getting rusty.  Needs some loving.

Blue moon's in the summer. summer wind.

star wars unleashed. xb360.

Week plans:

ciphering

drawing

reading the Secret Garden

cornflakes

april,20. arbor day. april, 21. marathon monday.

I've DV8d right now.

5.12-5.13,london.5.14-5.16.amsterdam.5.17-5.19.paris.5.20-5.23.barcelona.5.24-5.28.florence.

this is really annoying to read but it flows.

word.