Saturday, 08 November 2008

• andy warhol stares through my soul.

  going to his exhibition today with hugues was a lot of fun. i would love to go again. the room with the strobe lights keeps me rendered and hypnotized. i felt disoriented the whole day from lack of sleep but it was so much worse when i entered that room. i watched the projections of a man eating an apple, a couple with a whip "dancing" and a tied up victim being fed grapes. those pillows hugged. it was so visually stimulating. i loved the music too. made me feel so retro.

  vicious flip flops.

  i stepped into the shower earlier tonight, or morning, whichever. half-way through my shower i hear a man's voice by my locked shower door. i ignore it and continue with my shower. i open the curtain once i've finish to discover my flip flops have disappeared. i rushed back to my room to see if i had forgotten them in my room and find nothing. a little freaked out i walk around in my towel in attempt to find the cheap plastic. i find nothing but someones laundry sprawn about the hallway. after complaining to my friends about this odd and creepy experience, i go to use the washroom and find my flip flops in the toilet. oh the things ppl do.

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