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insomnia is my worst enemy. it would be nice to get a full nights sleep for once in my life. instead im up typing a blog and worrying about things i cant control. my job, school. it wears me out. it makes me more tired than anything. i think its time to read some Nylon Guys magazine before I attempt to go to sleep before the sun rises. ill be looking at all of the styles i am not daring enough to attempt.

i wish i could eat the salt off of your less faded lips

Boring NJ

We need better stores in New Jersey. We have the occasional decent shop here and there but in a place like California, they are on every other corner. People aren't afraid to take fashion risks in Los Angeles or San Francisco and I admire that. I want to live in a place where I can feel confident enough to do the same. People here are too judgmental. Certain styles are seen as too eccentric to this particular area of America and people who go for them are seen as outcasts. Its great to be independent and not care about what people think but they should not be judged the way they are. The west coast is the place to be. I can't wait to go there and do things I have never done
before. First stop: Gentlemen's Breakfast from some vintage eyewear.

A beatiful man...

Look at this man. Please just have a look. It is called a beautiful person, with hopes and dreams for his own. He only blames his own self for his BM scents. He is here to reach out to people like you and me. The lipsis of such a being should not be neglected, but noticed as a artwork. We do not be jealous due to our lack of what would you do faces, but be happy that at least one man can make a dream of many come to truth...

A word for Jarvis Cocker...

Hey Jarvis,

I know you are over pounds but that does not give you an excuse to make a straw nose breath and then maneuver the straw to have noises. Its not special. Its not nice. Elliott is rolling over in his fat grave wondering why you dont know anything. You needs to know more dance moves besides pointing into the direction you are saying. Thank you and rest your fat, gentle soul.

Fat Hulp

Here is what needs to be said about Pulp, the band, the fat Jarvis Cocker. The fat hulp sounds like its making a nose breath through a straw and maneuvering it around to make it have different sounds. You a little light in your loafers Mr. Cocker!

Can't go wrong when you're wearing a piggy dooper...

This morning can all be summed up with one phrase: piggy diaper. Pictured above, wearing a piggy diaper and holding a stickbug-looking contraption with mustard on it, must be the luckiest infant in the world, to be blessed with such a stylish barnyard butt covering. Tonite, I see my better half, when we will test our artistic abilities. I can hardly wait =)