Barfing on technology.

It might be that all I have eaten today is red vines, but as I learned they do contain wheat flour. But I am going insane; I want to barf on technology. Yet look at what I am using technology, stupid fucking irony. I want to do something I really enjoy with my life and I keep getting these pokes that ‘this’ is not it, sigh. I want to make art all fucking day long and not worry about what people think and make money and not worry about falling in a hole because I don’t have god damned health insurance. I want to work on projects with a beginning middle and end. I am so fucking sick of thinking about ropes and guns.

Blerg!

Oh and fuck money!