that bear’s in rough shape

i dwell on things. i don’t always admit that to people, and i sometimes find it difficult to admit it to myself, but yeah i do. i’m pretty sure most people do to an extent. it’s part of human nature. i think the odd thing is that i probably couldn’t ever figure out exactly what i was dwelling on in the first place most of the time.

i didnt have a terrible weekend, in fact for the most part it was alright. it’s just little shreds of ideas that float around and latch on to other ones that start to nag at you, leaving you leaning over the railing on your balcony watching the traffic go by and trying to work things out in your head about how life throws you in certain directions and sometimes you can’t help but follow along.

in any case, while yesterday’s session of hookah with cool people outside in warm weather followed by a rambunctious game of snowboard monopoly helped along with absinth, the highlight of my weekend happened about ten minutes ago:

see? if one of my favourite musicians says it, it must be true.