adamroth

So to briefly recap the last few week's notable events, I'll list off a few: I ventured to LA, got in a fight with my mom which resulted in my proclaiming I'd never speak to her again, saw the Fiery Furnaces (who, by the way, rocked my ass off), spent some time in a posh condo overlooking the beach on PCH; Came back to SF, masturbated a few times, bought Autolux's debut album, neglected to do any homework, went to the burlesque show and met a gaggle of genial SG folk (retroactive
bought me a rum&coke and is now on my "very awesome guy" list); went to a party on saturday night and, contrary to my typical narcotic choices indulged in a li'l yayo (didn't really do much for me since I take aderall on a daily basis), got my ribs bruised from rockin' out, got me some makeout; met coco for lunch at the pork store on sunday (by the by, I don't think I've met a person as hangoutable as she in quite some time), was served by a peppy & vivacious holly, went to the Clarion Alley block party and saw Full Moon Partisans (rocked all the pee out of my bladder), saw some kickass art, vaporized a little and now I'm here. There, I updated my journal. That wasn't so hard was it, adam? < chicken?