so marijuana is legalized for medicinal purposes in san francisco and last sunday i got offered a part-time job at one of these dispenseries. it is the cushiest piece of shit too: you are actually expected to smoke on the job. my membership expires at the end of next month. so random and clutch ( Read more... )

the us and russia are slated to enter a nuclear pact. i mean, fuck ( Read more... )

im throwing an eastern bloc party tonight for kafkas birthday--not that you need a reason to throw a party when your roommates are out of town and it is a national holiday--i just have to geek-out on everything.

i hope my german crush comes. im wearing my fall-of-the wall tshirt.

friends! friends ( Read more... )

if you havent yet, see v for vendetta..

so every first thursday of the month, there are a ton of art openings and every other store front in san francisco is a gallery. and everyone gussies up and gets stoned. brilliant ( Read more... )

just booked a flight to nyc. im so excited to see becca and fonz and sean.
finally, a homecoming minus the bullshit.

this is my first trip that isnt to dc since i moved to california. monumental?

two days ago i received a mysterious package in the mail--an opened fedEX document mailer with a criminally tailored mix cd in it labled "long distance mixing." there was no name or return address on the mailer, just a tracking number to some facility in maryland. none of the tracks were listed, but i recognized some new pornographers, libertines, ( Read more... )

im rereading camus' the fall; he has an unsettling grasp on delusion ( Read more... )

Dear, when I met you, you were a poet. The other night, you bombed heinously. Tripping over your own lost thoughts. You were redundant and without reason. It was like watching the deflated sequel to the failed play of our original breakup.

And I frolic in his wake.