Tomorrow.

Tomorrow is the day.

I'm totally hyping it up right? Well, truth is, I'm fiending for some painting action.

I havn't painted in ages and really want to try out a burner piece I've been working on all week.

I've also been studying "Graffiti L.A.", and it's my bible.

Today was also shitty. I spent it all eating KFC and then attending a Vietnamese dinner in Canley-Vale... There was no highlight besides writing some poems and playing "got-you-last" with Matt. Also saw Diane from the previous Long Xuyen get together.. although I saw her at the end. So it was a downer that I didn't have anyone to talk to all night.

Fixie:
Trackstand for 3 minutes+
No Hand Stand for ~1-2 minutes

No pics. Cbf.

So here's a poem:
Shooting blanks in a world so fierce,
Hitting up lyrics none the least,
Got no rhythm nor got soul,
Emotions just pouring into a bottomless hole,
Emptiness and nothing in sight,
Echoes of my heart beating to the night,
Thoughts of death and thoughts of life,
Thoughts of who to slash with this knife.

/timbo400