fuck

pretty sure im going to die of carbon monoxide poisoning after fucking up making ramen. how does that shit even happen! no one fucks up instant noodles! well, besides me. goddamn. this whole blog is probably just going to wind up being like a diary for me but word its good to collect your thoughts once in a while. i mean my mind is already constantly racing and fucked up as it is, so every little thing helps. maybe i should just meditate. but word, i biked alllll day today. from queens over the 59th st bridge to uptown, around 100th st, to downtown around tompkins, to back uptown around 80th st, to back across the bridge and home. overall i did 25 miles which isnt too bad. i've been continuing my math rock obsession, although i recently found a love for the talking heads. specifically naive melody (this must be the place). so good.

and this covers pretty ill too.

and heres one of the jawesome scenes from american psycho that the remake included (cant embed or link for whatever reason)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qwicLgOGJOI
OH LOOK AT ALL I'VE WRITTEN, BLOGGING RULES. LOL PEACE