Mou sugu owari Lately we've been working until 10 or 11, taking breaks drinking beer or ordering pizza. I can't believe it's going to end soon. This reminds me of when I worked on that Matthew Barney film for like 4 days from early until about the same time in the broiling heat, with crickets, handcrafting butt plugs, smashing cymbals, hoping for the best. It's really hard to even see our hard work on this project, but I don't really care. I'm just so sad it's all going to end soon, after getting so close to everyone. I really feel like something has changed about me, and I'm really happy about that.

My computer doesn't work, but at night, I can use my roommate's for a little bit.
I listen to this song several times a day:



I love how her mouth closes on the shape of an "M" in surrender, like tempura. If you don't know what I'm talking about, gommenne, tsukaresugi

ijou  ¶ 8:49 AM