Nik: Stumpy. (4:30pm)

I went over to Julia's dorm today to shoot her portrait for view camera, and I ended up staying over for a few hours after to watch amputee porn with her and her friend Ramsay who dropped in for a few minutes.

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Nik: The English Are Coming. (9:00pm)

My aunt just got back from England. She bought me a new hat.

I just sat in my PJ's watching the Pro Bowl all day. It was a relaxing day.

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Nik: Big Ass Santa. (10:00pm)

We have this light-up Santa at our house. He's there year round. I like him. His name is Beauford, named after my grandmother's Santa.

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Nik: Take Me To Your Dealer! (11:00pm)

Went to see Methlaab tonight. The show was amazing, as always. Saw some old friends there, and made some new ones.

Methlaab played the song about highschool that I really like, which I was pretty stoked about.

Got Subway afterwards and chilled out at Tim's. It was a pretty successful night.

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Nik: Fucking Trolley. (8:15pm)

Played darts and watched the BBC today with Sam for the better half of the day. Gordon Ramsay has started to influence my fucking speech.

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Nik: Nude Towel Woman. (3:30pm)

Today was my first day of classes. Can you tell? Does it look like it?

I need an attractive girl with big, round eyes to pose for me in a towel for a portrait I've had floating around in my head for a few weeks now. Let me know if you're interested.

I had a friend tell me once that the worst mistake you can make is to think that you're alive, when really you're asleep in life's waiting room.

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Nik: Are You A Dreamer? (6:00pm)

Jermaine and I made music today. It wasn't beautiful music, or even good music. Hardly even mediocre. But it was music.

School starts tomorrow. I'm nervous.

It's good to be nervous, right?

I always want to write something meaningful here. Every day. I feel like that's a tall order for 365 posts. Maybe I should just spread it out and not stress myself so much. But I really want this project to be important. Every day.

Things have been tough lately for dreamers. They say dreaming is dead, no one does it anymore. It's not dead it's just that it's been forgotten, removed from our language. Nobody teaches it so nobody knows it exists. The dreamer is banished to obscurity. Well, I'm trying to change all that, and I hope you are too. By dreaming, every day. Dreaming with our hands and dreaming with our minds. Our planet is facing the greatest problems it's ever faced, ever. So whatever you do, don't be bored, this is absolutely the most exciting time we could have possibly hoped to be alive. And things are just starting.

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