Why Are You Up So Late?

It’s 3 AM on a Wednesday morning and I can’t sleep– figured I’d give the new laptop’s wifi connection a whirl, and well– I admittedly haven’t been updating this as much as I’d like. I work 6 days a week without respite, and on my free days (read: hours) I’d like to nothing more than binge-eat and watch something incredibly vapid like Gene Simmon’s Family Jewels*, that doesn’t happen though. My moments not spent at work are usually divided among the following: trolling Craigslist for jobs, checking my e-mail on a regular basis, reading bleak, longwinded Russian novels.

That being said I’m into Ivan Witenstein right now:

“ Kiss Your Little Girlfriends Golden Lunchroom Face Raise Your Middle Finger High” (2003); Epoxy resin, fiberglass, enamel.

“Boy on Dog” (2006); Epoxy resin, fiberglass, pigment.

* Now that Nick Simmons is officially of age (read: 18), I don’t feel nearly as much of a pedo for admitting that he’s attractive.  All six foot seven of him. Christ.