I'm gonna drive myself insane.

Also, to continue chronicling my inability to sleep past 9:00 in the morning, today, at 9:00, precisely, a city worker wearing a bright orange reflective vest pounded on my door. He wanted to know if I was the owner of the green station wagon parked on the corner, over a manhole that he needed to get to.

I started reading Franny and Zooey a while ago. I've stopped reading it lately though, not because I'm sick of it, but because I don't want it to end.

This morning I was woken up by one of the guys who have been painting the outside of my apartment for the past few days saying, "Hey, these windows are gonna be a bitch!" It was quite wonderful.

This morning I was awakened at 8:20 by men talking in Spanish, removing decaying plant matter from my front yard. Later they used a leaf blower. Leaf blowers are loud. Especially at 9:00 in the morning ( Read more... )

Anyone wanna make me a mixtape? I'll make you one back.

So... Apparently my father found a free typewriter by the side of the road in Nebraska and picked it up for me. It is monstrously huge and may or may not work.

Slept fitfully last night.

Had a dream that a bear was about to eat me before awakening with a start.

Also, one about an absolutely horrible family reunion.

Well, that was unexpected.

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