I'm sorry for how long this's been, and if I wanted a caffine buzz, I would grind up an snort the caffine pills in the upper pocket of that beige jacket in my closet. Thank you all for your patience, good day.
In the pocket. NoDoz brand. 60 cnt. There's probably some cigaetes somewhere aboungst my bookshelf (can't find them) and I keep my pipe tobaco and Copenhagen in the closet.
i dont have a camera curently, so im gonna have to describe it to ya, so yeaaah hmm, well where to start. . . i just moved to san diego with my brother who is 25 so at the moment i am living in his living room. there's a pink floyd tapestry on one wall (the one with all the album covers airbrushed on the women's backs), and a tree fearie painting on another. there is a nice little mantel with a bunch of old liquer bottles on it. a collection of grafitti is spread out around the room. and all my shit(mainly clothes, cds, and my guitar) is the corner. My room back in good ol' santa fe was pretty ill. It was an old sunroom so it had these 3 floor to ceiling windows in it. my bed in one corner with my guitars and amp next to it. a bookshelf with a small tv, a desk with my python's terrareum on top, and a dresser. my whole wall is collaged with pictures of places i've been and the people i love. a sewing machine as well as a shit load of clothes, sketches, and books cover my floor. ::sigh:: i misses my room now. . .
my room is pretty groovy, but doesn't really match. i have a patchwork quilt my mom made me on my bed, a bob marley poster above it, a collection of beer and wine bottles on my window sill, crap all over my walls, just different articles and shit from magazines. check out my gallery, i have pics in there.
