hazey days

seems like all i've been doing is nothing and surfing. what if i become a deadbeat surfie bum? crap what if i am already... well there is a big bag of other things i would much rather not be. so i have another dribbling waste of internet space; "pelagic love" @ blog spot. taking another 5 seconds out of another day. blogs are for losers, and i am so why fight it. before people had stupid blogs they used to write poems about the stuff they love, they were cool, those were the good days...
here's some pictures of the mist i crawled out of.