In case you haven't heard...
I ain't dead!
On the contrary, I've been sharpening up my photoshop sabotage game. Whoa now.
But fer reals...Downtown Warehouse Mania. Arts, Musics, Fashions, Acupunctures (<-yeah that's right...next level homeopathic destressification while you wait). I'll be there rocking as many tunes as possible. Sensual sounds, maybe even some dancefloor action if that pans out. Regardless, it's sounding pretty worthy of some sort of "Be there or Be square" type statement.
Also, ladies of the eve, my friend Oliver over at Solid Gold Rags is debutting his fall line of female apparel...basically some damn fine clothing to accentuate your sexy and rock people's worlds on the daily. Be sure to come by and check the catwalk for a sneak peak.
Oh yeah, you can dress up too. 
I'll be rocking my "true colors". Don't be shy, say "Hello".
2 comments:
Ha. I am of course the most of glad that you are not dead Comrade. I think I will meat you there. You will be noticing me by my outfit. I will be a Cosmonaut. Yayyyy!!!. Time to go cut myself.
dear random guy who e-mails me wierd ass shit like this,
Thank you for not being sane. Although I am slightly afraid of your constant requests to "meat" up and colonize space together or whatever, I appreciate your loose grip on reality and find it rather amusing from a safe distance. That's the beauty of the internet.
Just please don't come up to me on the street and start mentioning Alpha Centauri and self mutilation in the same sentences. Then I'll be genuinely wierded out. K? Thanks bud.
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