reasons to eat spices and sniff glue.

i'm having a break from painting. i sat in front of one for 20 minutes today and felt too shitty to do anything to it. so i went to the park and wrote this on a bench in water soluble pen (so it'll wash off next time it rains i.e. tonight) but hopefully someone will read it before it washes away. it's meant to appeal to lunatics who think the bench is talking to them. and then they look down and it's written there. it's not meant to be mean. it's meant to give them affirmation that they can take comfort in the fact that their reality might be confusing but it is their own and it's safe and reassuring. of course if they don't take it like that it'll probably just freak them out or they will just think someone has written on the bench. and this is predominantly what i thought about for an hour in the park.

anyway. so i feel better for the walk and i did a bit of drawing in the park. and i smoked a bit of a disgusting menthol cigarette but then was drawing and only noticed it again when it started to burn my fingers.

apparently glue sniffing is back in fashion. it's apparently very hip. so i need to get a haircut and sniff some glue. new york art scene here i come.

then yesterday i heard a rumour on the grapevine that abusively illogical sandwiches where pretty 'in' right now, so i heated a baguette through and filled it with so much roule cheese that it was basically oppressive, then i put some roast chicken and a bunch of cholula hot sauce in it that me and j-ro got from this amazing mexican restaurant, which is delicious. i ate it all and it gave me major stomach ache (and i can't spell diareaha properly so we will leave it at that).

then i invented 'uncle mike's dirty ranch' sauce and had it over a piece of blue steak. it was literally amazing and after i ate it (before the upset stomach) i got weird butterflies about how delicious it was.

then i updated this blog for the first time in ages and ate some yogurt. it was that cool kind that comes in a big tub and you don't know whether to eat the stuff or smear it on the walls.

so anyway i'm not sure what my point was.