Michael is alone with everyone!

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

yes/no/maybe/so


were (where) supper (super) - you, my love, are crazy!


my girlfriend teases me.


I cant spell, but I write way, whey to much. My fault? No. Society's!!!

IM going home



And were is your home? You may ask. Well Plymouth MA, that's right, were thanks giving started, the birth place of changing the stories about Native American murders, the place were turkeys would rape if they could rape a place or comprehend vengeance.
I don't mind going home. I am quit sick of the Midwest, in fact, I am starting to despise it and its people. "but mike, the Midwest are nicer people" well on the surface maybe, but keep in mind they are also the reason Republicans ever get elected. "well Chicago is different then the Midwest" sure, somewhat, but really Chicago is the midwest's St. Petersburg. Yeah its influenced by the coasts, but its still filled with midwesteners, progressive midwesteners, but midwesteners non the less. If only daily was more like Peter the great...
So homeward bond. I get to sleep in a room that is no longer mine. Hang out with friends who have all changed. Talk to my family who feel like a cast from a television show I used to watch. But at least I am celebrating murder. At least my feet will be off the ground.



This became way to bitter, I had no idea. IM going to leave...

Ps,these are oics of were im from

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

A little bit about me


I like the painter Munch very much. This painting you see is actually what I have over my dining room table. Jackie (my girlfriend)bought it for me for my birthday from art dot com. I suggest art.com because it is great. You can pick your painting, pick the size, than custom make a frame and border for it. Its so fun.
Its funny that Munch is my favorite painter because Fyodor Dostoevsky is probably my favorite author. They are both considered symbolists. They actually were from the same generation too. Hmm... Its funny, if they met each other, they would hate one another. Munch was very liberal and also meek. Fyodor became conservative and stern. I guess they had something they could bound over that most artist can, broken hearts.