all my shit is on a moving truck. which means im bikeless. boooo. which demands that i resort to skating. 2 weeks left in california. i really dont feel anything except love. hahaha or is that just what alcohol feels like?
wake up. swimsuit on. jump on bike. jump in pacific ocean. swim to bowies. ride home. make pb&j. plug in guitar. drumsticks please. draw. draw. photograph. copy copy copy. paste.
day 2 of jumping into the ocean. 28 days left. my birthday is real soon. moving is going to suck. executrix is going to play a show soon. i've started making flyers for watercolor paintings. she played a show with t.p. uh huh last month. i think i forgot how to play a show.
my hair is ocean crust and i have a layer of fish pee on my skin.