Just as you unwind, it's back to the grind.

i got up today and for the first time in a long time felt like there would be somewhat of a purpose to doing it. i went to work went to school and went to the laundraumat. it was there folding my towels and boxerbriefs standing right across the way from some cute girl and right next to some small asian guy doing his wifes laundry that i recall ( Read more... )

there is a kitten named ichabod and i'm under the impression that he's on the way to my house right now which exhilerates me ( Read more... )

i share my bedroom with three daddy long legs. i share a bed with at least 10,000 smallish grey and white feathers which somehow end up wedged into my shirts, most usually under my armpits. it's this constant presence of feathers under my arms which leads me to believe that i am, in fact, becoming a bird. This reminds me of a time when, after ( Read more... )

the random shuffle of my music chose Peach Plum Pear as the opening to my day today, and I said "It's fate! It's fated that such a song should grace my morning and that i should hear it for the first time in such a long time ( Read more... )

This dude logan moved into my house and i think he is a douche. he was on the phone until 3 in the morning, i worked at 6. being off work makes me want to use the internet, being on the internet makes me think of being at home, thinking of home makes me want to smoke out of either stress or nostalgia (a little of both most like), and that's no ( Read more... )

isabelle, have you found nookie? it's so weird to me right now to imagine that people look for sex. SEX. Sex is so weird. Isn't sex bizarre? sticking things in others people things? and....liking it? guys?

seriously man, i remember when i was 15. hella shit happened that year, and the next. 17 was pretty suck, 18 was mediocre, and 19 is very much in accordance with the rest. SUCCESS IN YEAR 20.

this is a story that is very interesting. please pay close attention ( Read more... )

it's weird being here, in the deep forest, when everything is happening and the END is coming. I feel like i'm part of it for whatever reason and i feel like my year in oakland more or less never existed. I said to isabelle one day a while ago "Don't you think i sometimes just wonder why i don't live in Santa Rosa and stay with you guys and love ( Read more... )