i am attempting to pinpoint all of the illegal activities of the past week.
indecent exposure
obscenity
public urination
purchasing and smoking marijuana
open intoxicants
public drunkenness
trespassing
assault
noise pollution
and maybe sodomy.
this is not so much a testament to how down and dirty my life is, but the absurdity of law.
waking up to fucking and weed and sushi for breakfast
surprise visits, cans of tilt on the mountain and peg-riding down big hills for lunch
homemade strawberry waffles, booze and smoke on the rooftop with crazy motherfuckers for dinner followed by rocky butte bike bomb dessert. all the bikes in a pile on top of the car, car filled up with people and i'm sitting... Read More
i like to get lost in the lights in secret places. i think about all of those cars going nowhere. and that none of them will ever know this moment the way i do.
i have no regrets and i know i did the right thing. but i really hope he's okay. i'm not used to this and i'm not sure exactly what to do.
I don't know that there's a right thing to do. All you can do is move forward. And remind yourself that people are resilient, even in the toughest times.
got rid of the huge ass desk. the loveseat. the cell phone (on wednesday). got the tattoos touched up one last time. paid the rent for the last half month and filled out forwarding address forms. paid the first month's rent for the new place. the uhaul is reserved, last days at all 3 jobs worked. gave away the plants save one.... Read More