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So, I am in South America and I will be here for like 3/4 of a year. You should read this if you want!

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Been having a life-changing couple of weeks. A lot of inspiring talks with a lot of inspiring people. I like walking away from a conversation and audibly expressing to each other how much it was worth. I have been reading quantum psychology by robert anton wilson. I am very fond of his writing style. I am slightly stranded in my hometown. It's not ( Read more... )

The full narration of my week without pictures... I write things far too detail-oriented not because I think people care but because I don't know how else to do it ( Read more... )

I found out two weeks ago that one of the women at my work would no longer be with us. My head thought about impermanence. It thought about the end of life and the things that are most important to me. I got home later that night and Robin told me she was leaving. On April 15 she is moving to Oakland. My best friend that has comprised the largest ( Read more... )

So, Matt, Dean, Me, Teague, Bri, and Robin were all sitting in a circle smoking weed on Matt's bed in his dungeon basement room next to his christmas lights and clown posters, being as loud as we wanted because he lives in the basement and I thought Oh my god I am so lucky! I feel so goddamn free!!!Also, this is funny and I know most of my ( Read more... )

We moved into our new house today! Across the street is a bright purple house inhabited by a woman named Peaches. She came over earlier to say hi... Or rather, to say: "My drug of choice is crack cocaine. I won’t smoke in your house but I'll smoke it in mine. If you’re having a party, I’m coming. If you don’t invite me, I’m crashing it ( Read more... )

Sunday: Food church. Super bowl party at Robin's coworkers house. I definitely cheered during a touchdown and threw a football around in the street. Bri, Robin, Amanda, Dean, and Matt at the Florida room afterwards. Yelling "go saints" as a response to most things. Writing notes to Robin on the bathroom chalkboard. Chugging smuggled beers in the ( Read more... )

I walked up to Teague and Bri’s room last night. All the same people lived at our house but we lived in the stars, or in the universe, or in space or whatever. I just know all that were around us were stars. I was talking to Teague about food and all these little lemming flying stupid creatures flew up asking Teague to show them his equation. ( Read more... )

What these inequities of time are taking from me, it’s hard to tell. I do know that I am drinking whiskey and coca-fuckin-cola from a coffee mug. And also the seemingly inexorable feeling of consistency that I might try to perpetuate even though my alice in wonderland signs point in the opposite direction. But oh well, why not continue this pattern ( Read more... )