This is a blog like no other

Disclaimer: I'm on my vyvanse and ambien. Now, I do not know if my family follows my blog. But if they do, I just want you all to know that I had the ambien, to try and sleep, but it down somewhere, got back onto my computer and started looking at photoshop tutorials. so I wanted to focus through those, and my Excel training, so i took one of my V (remind you its for ADD) and took it with a mountain dew. of course, since V don't kick in right away, and we know me, I cant keep both eyes on the same thing. so having forgotten that I had just downed the V, I popped the Ambien. And what is posted below you is what i wanted to record. I'm sure Noah would have loved to have been awaken to this tapestry of ants

Sure, it has the ironic title, but I just trust me, and I'll show you what you'll soon be looking at:

[04:39] ARL1990: Hello NOah. I apologize if this will be read awkwardly for ya. THese keys you see, they've taken on the feeling of cocobutter..and it seems my hands are now tiny revolting troll fingers. I'm working on getting the girls out of the photoshop. I keep seeing it in there eyes. Mainly so in Misha's eye. The work i'm doing here should hopfelly have a rewarding out come for us. I'll come on the scene as the new fly guy artsty man, we'll take SWMI by storm you and i. Noah as i try and try again to type this thing, i see double, and the letters and words, they don't cooperate. they're lightyears behind me and my curser. this carnivale that is in my head. it's mad fun. but distracts us from our purpose....AH! which is to let you know that i am photo manipulating under the influence. the things i'm experience are all for the fact that you WOULDN'T go down thsi path. everything i touch hurts and soothes me. my hair whispy with jagged lil lines....just like this red lines from the chocolate keyboard, that are choking my words, which are sticking my fingers in traps, which is slowing down my body. but my head is racing faster and faster with every hypnotic note of the beets in my heads. I want you to know that my sane normal senses are loosing control..but listen. I'll get these projects done i want to make you all shiny giants, seductress women of Olympus. so that's why I have to do what i have to do. they just don't want us to know that these pills that i've been "poisoning" myself with are letting me see interactions between things AI've never seen. Like my key board for example: its clearly a keyboard. but with my RXfriends the keys fluctuate under various pressures and andgles. imagine a world with full specs keyboard that has gummy buttons. because that is how these feel to me. I keep looking at the trial piece im working on here on my DESKTOP and it will be a portrait of Misha. But now...thanks to this exploration and forging of these two 21st century powerplayers these RX scripts and Adobe's PhotoShop...but now thanlks to combimning prescrpts with computers, I can see my pieces in my work, before i'm even finished

[04:39] ARL1990: they live

[04:40] ARL1990: everything lives. this wall of ants like texts lives just as my fingers type this nonsense

[04:40] ARL1990: everything is connected noah!

[04:41] ARL1990: letters becoming animals on screen, perhaps animals becoming letters on another insomniac's screen. my tongue powers the muscles in my arms

[04:42] ARL1990: but now i have to get to photoshop to try and figur out this new creation. let leash Lichtenstein via misha trux.

[04:44] ARL1990: Noah I fell I'm in dream where i escaped the looney bin, and came home. only know my home is the looney bin. I keep catching nurses trying to test me. BUT THEY DON'T GET IT. BECAUSE THEY AREN'T NURSES. THEY'RE NOT SPIRITS OR GHOSTS OR ANY ONE TRYING TO SCARE US. ITS JUST THE MOUNDS OF TECH THAT SURROUNDS MY DESKTOP STATION.YUP THAT'S WHAT IT IS. THAT AND COUPLED WITH AN OVEREAGER PERIPHERAL VISION

[04:44] ARL1990: i AM ON TO SOMETHING SOMETHING THAT WILL LEVEL THE PLAYING FIELD FOR KEYBOARDERS

[04:44] ARL1990: YOU SHOULD TOUCH MY HAIR it feel so course and taught. but not greasy


[04:45] ARL1990: feels like a mans hair

[05:06] ARL1990: everything i drink taste like warm bitter, yet really rewarding. I know I'm not working in a real edit lab.so i know these intimidation men...if they are that, for some of their measurements seem otherworldly. THEY KEEP TRYING TO GET INSIDE MY LIL NEST, WHILE I TRY AND SOLVE THIS PHOTOSHOP MYSTERY. i need to know who is behind these attacks on my work. DO NOT WORRY i say do not worry about what I said bout these otherworldy people getting all in here. That I know for a fact is looney. nothing there.Just me, the author, the editor. Nothing there just a bizzare guy with an overactive imagination. combine that with your new study medications, then it's possible for some very week hallucinations.

[05:09] ARL1990: you're going to read this wall of ant type and you will be blown away by what was writtin by these ant letters. thats how i see them now. just line after line of elitist ants making words so we can all read and write TOGETHER (TO TURN THEM OVER, BUT KEEP IT ON THE DL) mY my shadows are continuation of my fingers more finger tips, more work can be done so quickly. please please please

[05:10] ARL1990: save every single letter i've typed here for this monument to me and my chemically controlled bouts of creativity.

[05:14] ARL1990: BTW I'm not mad at Kayla, or John THey each deserve a piece of my estastes. Kayla can have the spare house. John...he can have the spare trailer. We;ll find a awesome rock star trailer. blacks and purples. I DEEMAND A CAPE AND FURS TO WEAR ALONGSIDE MY GOLDS AND MEDALS. I AM KING OF MY ESTATES, its good to be king. and noah. I know i am intoxicated. but the letters look like theyre having fun being written down, like if they were all in a school, they'd b seeing this sentence structure thinnggy as a sweet ride from boring schoool


OOO Special Surprise at the end of the fable: Called: TEXT: just too her from me and no one else, I just talk bout my iphone:

A (A for Alex): Crises Averted, Iphone looks ike it was made by Fred Flinstone. BUT IN OTHER DRUGGED ARTIST news, my first real photoshopped edit job is almost done :) I'll post it to facebook for the world see it. if i think they will look good. But now, you have sleep. and now my iPhone now feels like I'm poking penguins on their heads