Simply put, he knows about gravity merely by reputation.
If you want to find Patrick, look to the rooftops, and the fire escapes of downtown Seattle.
Patrick is also a cartoonist, with a published graphic novel called Noir coming out in late August.
Currently, Patrick is training night and day to become a great traceur, which is his ultimate goal these days.
Noir is essentially finished. This is a good thing.
I need to figure out how to print it. This morning I woke up an hour early, just sat in my apartment. Figures, the one time I'm able to sleep a whole night and I get up extra early. I read over the manuscript, thinking about the final cut. It looks good, I'm happy with it. Is that a bad sign? I'm never happy with my work. I try not to think about the Odyssey, but it inevitably comes strutting across the field of my mind. Strutting, pshh. I don't strut. Emmalee says I strut. I walk with confidence, there's a difference.
Time After Time is playing on the radio. I turn it down. That song has too many memories and feelings attached to it. I change my mind and turn it up, letting the oldschool synthesizer fill the room. I think about Toni, about semi-truks, about Scream, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, late night excursions, slurpees, hell even the snow reminds me of the stuff we did together. Nostalgia is all well and good.
She might move in with me, Trev, and Henry. Maybe. Henry seems to think his girlfriend would be weirded out if he was living with a lesbian.
Personally, I find the whole situation hilarious. If she wants, she can totally live with us. I mean, it's up to her. It's not like she'd get in the way of our homoerotic lifestyle. We just sit around playing video games all day, or talking about socially inappropriate things. It's a pretty sweet deal all 'round.
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NEWS
Patrick is out of commission for a while, as of 4:15 PM, Sunday August 12 following a severe injury to his lower back.
He was performing a backflip and his rotation was too fast; he overshot the landing and impaled the small of his back on a spike coming off a fence.
He wants everyone to know that sadly no, he didn't get it on camera, but it looked cool as fuck, and he'll be back on the streets soon.
