i read "chicken kafka".
how much more awesome would that be, though? (answer: a lot)
if i ever have a restaurant i would name every single dish on the menu CHICKEN KAFKA. Even if it has nothing to do with chicken or kafka. then i'll totally have a death battle with whoever owns that expensive + mediocre Camus themed café (for mtlfags wanting to know: Café l'étranger, and i would win.)

i was going to study but then i decided it would look better on applications to grad school if i just draw wide-eyed girls and two headed lambs instead. good times!



i was also going to make a mix tape, or rather, a mix - er, playlist but then i realized that (a) things that don't take ungodly amount of time are obviously too lame to do and (b) playlists are lame and (c) i'm really fucking lazy right now.

plus i haven't listened to new music since, er, basically forever. aka. since the last radiohead album, which was disappointingly mediocre. More Autechre, Thom Yorke, MOAR!

in other news, it is refusing to rain and thus i am forced to conclude that the weather is made of bullshit and FAIL.

post script.
i don't know if it's due the fact that i've been sitting in front of a fan for the last two hours or so but i can't stop sniffling. look out, radioactive man, it's the INCREDIBLE LEAKING GIRL. fuck you, mucous cells. fuck you.