i'm okay, guys. i'm okay.

a few things, and only a few.
i realize who i should and shouldn't have hung out with/spent the rest of my life with now.
i realize who my friends have/haven't been for the years i've been learning more.
i realize what my realizations have allowed me to believe/be of leave.

sit on it and think. wipe it clean so that your jeans won't stain. the purple roses around you are only there while you're awake but the people rising above you cloud your dreams and your mornings. why do you let them ruin your tea time? be aware of what's there while you are breathing. why do you breathe if not to live? pick the pedals and rub ( Read more... )

i love my new job. i LOVE my new job.

Gross.

i'm finally free from the clenches of bouldin.
hell yes.

i need to move out of my place in march. who needs a mate?

i'm watching the real housewives of orange county ( Read more... )

the costumes have just arrived. a team of half a dozen or so crew memers just brought them into the basement of the bass concert hall in tall metal boxes on wheels that remind me of electronic voting booths. they've lined them up against the chalk white walls, narrowing the already not so spacious T hall way i'm watching over. it looks, feels, and ( Read more... )

i'm three hours into my first day as a building monitor at the Bass Concert Hall. i get paid $13/hr to point to the restrooms and unlock a few doors for the crew of Broadway's The Lion King. this is the most boring job i've ever had in my life. i can't wait for february to be over.