this is pretty neat for a cover i think. it's weird the way the author's name and the smaller text praising the book work out together, to start and end at just the right places. i'm not a graphic designer so i don't know how a graphic designer did it, but i'm more of a mathematician, and i know if i were told to make this work it would take some quadratic equations and (maybe?) differentials? i'm not sure, it's been a while since i've done legitimate math- thanks mica.

here's a shirt i found on ffffound the other day, and i think the sentiment is pretty true to my own, but if i ever turned my life choices into a shirt, it would hopefully kick a lot more ass than this. some bird-head wearing fuck-me shoes? honestly?

i've been doing a lot of work lately that's equated me to jesus and the son of god, and i have no idea why. part of it might just be more blasphemy, which is always nice, part of it is thinking that i'm suffering for other people, which is weird. i'll take pictures of all those fun things later, when i get them back from dolphin.
also, i bought a corn cob pipe today. why? i don't know. i just felt like it was the right thing to do at this point in my life. so i did it and it tasted pretty good when i smoked from it, and there's that. ALSO, i'm reading things by jacques ellul, friedrich nietzsche, michael bakunin, and theodore kaczynski: i don't know if i should keep reading or just blow shit up all over the place. i really like it. i'm reading all these things because i'm writing a paper on the unabomber and glorifying him a bit, maybe not in his exact actions, but at least in his ideals and for having some fucking motivation to do something about it rather than sit back and watch nature dissolve and technology take over. (says the man typing at the keyboard.)