sometimes its not fun to wear a sweater, because it makes my elbows into waffle prints ( Read more... )

its saturday afternoon, i just finnished recording my first song. IM me if you want me to send it to you, otherwise you wont hear it. im pretty excited for the other songs im going to record, i like where it is going and i onlyhope that itll stay as good as it has been. i learned more about singing today, and how it sounds better when i dont ( Read more... )

kalan wrote to me fro zaragoza last monday, im still trying to write a good letter to send back to him. i am reading more Rabindranath Tagore poetry, cuz he is really amazing. i also and repicking up east of eden, becuase that book is also cool, its so personal wiht its geography and description, i have never read a book with the same level of ( Read more... )

Airport Blues ( Read more... )

im leaving for new york tomorrow night, im excited ill be hanging out with adrian and some otehr people who will be there. itll be relaly sweet. maggie is in paris, i wish i could visit. oh. ush paper almost done
ayya

sadie, white coat ( Read more... )

"Two generations of Americans knew more about the Ford coil than the clitoris, about the planetary system of gears than the solar system of stars. With the Model T, part of the concept of private property disappeared. Pliers ceased to be privately owned, and a tire pump belonged to the last man who had picked it up. most babies of the period ( Read more... )

Having a switchblade knife on your person makes you tough; it is just a documented fact. I could see my chubby, and undeveloped pre knife self and I could see my with knife self, lean, attractive, with a dark shadow on my face where my masculine beard was making me look rugged. If I had a knife, I would be like some sort of jungle adventurer who ( Read more... )

My heart beats like a march ( Read more... )

A Season of Decay ( Read more... )