I don't feel at home where I am,
or where I spend time; only where,
beyond counting, there's freedom and calm,
that is, waves, that is, space where, when there,
you consist of pure freedom,. . . where life's mean-
ing lies buried....


ah well. one day i will.

trying to sell my snakes. i'll put my ad in here, never know haha. i don't want to sell but i could use the extra cash. well it wouldn't be extra it would be saved for when i am in art school full time and living off tuna and bread (i don't do peanut butter) one's a ball and the other's a california king. beautiful, but my sister also doesn't want them there. i was thinking of taking them around to schools for some kind of educational thing, but i think there's all kinds of red tape. who knows. if i can't sell them then she is gonna have to deal ha! my niece loves em. well sort of. trying to get her used to things that most people are afraid of. seeing as people are afraid of things they don't know/understand. she likes handling them, but thinks the ball is too big LOL. ah well, spaghetti calls.