Trading Spaces

Sorry no updates lately.. I've started training for my new tie-wearing slave retail position this week, and its been taking a serious toll on my daily life and bloggage. Definite change of pace. No time to get film developed let a lone take photos, but hopefully I can get some done during the lunch break tomorrow? One question though, what happens to (unhip) white people's sense of humor past the age of 28? If you don't have anything funny to say, don't say it at all.. That's always safe.. I don't care if the Twins played good or bad last night neither, they're not going to the world series and they play too many games as it it.. baseball isn't fun, and neither are the olympics.. I bite my tongue for 8 hours while I'm surrounded by people 10-30 years my senior all training for the same job as me, yap away about shit so uninteresting to me.. What have they been doing for the past two decades? Why the fuck should I be amped about a 401K? Maybe i'm too young to understand, and/or naive. I just don't want my life to get ahead of me to the point where I too, am wondering what the fuck did I do with the past 20-30 years of my life.. I'm draggin on, but geesh, I gotta be succesful on my own terms.. No suit and tie desk job, water cooler talk, and harassment safe humor for I.. yikes..ne who COME TO THIS PARTY!! i'm helpin throw it, going to be epic

and check this painting my homie emily made

i think thats me? :)