At the bad habit swap meet I traded a nine year killer for graffiti, which I am now totally serious about. Attention cops, look for my tags, appearing on buildings everywhere starting next week. My tags will be the following:

“Hilarious”
annnnd
“Noise Music”

Also I saw a little guy tagging from an electric tape shelf as ambulances rolled by in the night, you better catch him. And the cat that used to sit on my car was born in my hands.

Not cryptic: We played in Lancaster the other night, it was a blast.

Dude it’s 4AM on Christmas eve why am I up? I’m already done from having slept awfully last night and there was a time when this would be because I couldn’t wait for Christmas. It was just general anxiety. I dreamed a man was putting his thumb on my forehead and trying to impart all knowledge unto me through that finger, but he couldn’t do me this service unless I relaxed while he did. I tried to think of only the color Yellow but the yellow ideal wasn’t enough to chill me out and in dreams I shook and shook. He said if I didn’t loosen my mind his finger would go through my literal skull and I would die. A beautiful woman there cried and smiled and I cried and told her, When I finally achieve this state, I will go back to the past and find you there. Heavy bro—

It is 4AM and Christmas is underway. Midnight mass and the usual great aunts who I see only once a year.

My grandmother got my mom a hot dog roasting machine like you would see at a convenient mart.

Playing too many video games, feeling seasonally affected, blah blah. I always think I’ll get work done when I come up here but I get too put off of everything and end up awake at odd hours, red-eyeing same walls and ceilings, on the super sixteen regress through harsh Internet sunrise backed by techno drums of death. This time around I’m sleeping in the attic and that’s a welcome change but I’m still not getting anything serious done. Drew multiple pages for OSPREYS zines (big -> small joints, not eighth-sized, so actually a semi-accomplishment) but it’s all obsessive shit, tons of small lines vibrating.

I am hoping once Christmas is done I’ll settle. Saw in the mass book tonight that they call the weeks outside of Lent and Advent “Ordinary Time.” I had forgotten about that, “Ordinary Time.” See future thing about that too tired.

Tour planning is happening too. Can’t wait for Ordinary Time and driving back out. Shaping up to be a fine ride and a killer set of shows. More tomorrow live from opening my presents – got tons of work to do tomorrow afternoon after I wake up from what’s shaping up to be a long nap, will undoubtedly have more to say with a clear head.

Last day in the delph. Retiring to the moms where I will camp out for nine or ten days with what’s left of the beaujolais nouveau. Bringing loud action and intend to deliver bwoom phenomena in the basement and run out of ink in the attic. More ready than ever to go up there.

Me and Sus trimmed Kendra + Laris’s tree after we went to Zach’s joint – Kendra’s was likely the only Christmas thing I will do down here this year.

…There was a time when I drank bourbon by the pint glass and tried my best to walk through the cold streets, teary eyes bending twinkle lights, smiling teeth are the tree ornaments smiling from party to party, from bar to frozen bar, from icicle nights on roofs with comet tracer eyes down to slishing banks, secret and bundled, dragging what’s left of the beaujolais nouveau…

Browsed comic books for about two hours yesterday after a Jersey dude talked to us at great length about his sexual conquests and illegal endevors. Running mouths hit brick walls, brah.

Cut a snowflake for the tree at Kendra’s, first one in two years.

Sus and I also brainstormed ideas for our new TV show. We haven’t come up with a title for it yet but man, stay tuned. I want to call it Late Night With Conan O’Bryan but that probably won’t stick. This will be in the new year around the same time I start doing the Dopesmoker book/cartoon and the DVD will not have any extras, because Susy hates DVD extras.

I took the big thing I was working on in Christian St out of storage and got back to working on that yesterday. I’m doing another big OCD thing with small white lines too. Former done in a week or so if I bring it home, latter will take a month. Doing websites for Laris this week too, Dag Hammerskjold stuff, endless blog chasing.

Riding downtown today to get presents.