soooo, some things have happened recently yes?
why, yes they have.
last night went to betty's bday party in SF. fuckin rockin as usual...water ballons off the roof, many many hidden pabsts, and too many cigarettes. after realizing i was shitfaced and had been up for close to 35 hours i ended up sleeping in someone's "official mattress of the US olympics team" i shit you not. that was a damn fine mattress. it helped to combat the vocal attacks of "tha SLICER!!" among other drunken ninjas. the night made me remember what a cool kid betty has become in her 22yrs and i'm glad i could help to celebrate that fact. i guess she's gonna be off to new jersey come next year...maybe she can meet some nice butcher or tax preparer and start poping out those rugrats...ha ha...
what else?
oh the other night i had an unusual encounter with a couple of deer. at around 2am they had wandered up to the driveway of my friends house where i've been staying. i came outside and lit up a smoke...the deer cautiously approached after noticing i was not packing heat nor wearing orange...we proceeded to stare at each other from across a patio table for about twenty minutes then they took off down the sidewalk. wow, its funny how so simple an experience can be so calming. nature rears her head in urban sprawl as well.
can you make your entry longer?
i suppose i could...i could write about my current states of limbo. so my ex (its still kinda weird to say) moved out and took off and left me with the keys to the apartment saying i could stay there while working on completing the lease and getting deposit money and all that shit...so today i get a somewhat angry call from the landlord, apparently my ex failed to let her know she had taken off AND she wasn't supposed to give me the keys because i haven't officially become the renter and shouldn't be in the apartment.
so now im concerned, im in the apartment right now and im not sure what happens if i get caught. its going to take a couple of days to put together the deposit and im sick and fucking tired of crashing at friends places like i have been for the last month and a half.
part of me just wants to move my shit out and say "fuck it, im not going to help you leave your lease early so you can do what you want and have a good time while i deal with this shit...fuck your deposit!!"
this all makes me tired and keeps the haze of uneasiness circling me like a vulture. if time passing really helps to heal all wounds give me a fucking DeLorean with a Mr.Fusion attachment...over and out.
why, yes they have.
last night went to betty's bday party in SF. fuckin rockin as usual...water ballons off the roof, many many hidden pabsts, and too many cigarettes. after realizing i was shitfaced and had been up for close to 35 hours i ended up sleeping in someone's "official mattress of the US olympics team" i shit you not. that was a damn fine mattress. it helped to combat the vocal attacks of "tha SLICER!!" among other drunken ninjas. the night made me remember what a cool kid betty has become in her 22yrs and i'm glad i could help to celebrate that fact. i guess she's gonna be off to new jersey come next year...maybe she can meet some nice butcher or tax preparer and start poping out those rugrats...ha ha...
what else?
oh the other night i had an unusual encounter with a couple of deer. at around 2am they had wandered up to the driveway of my friends house where i've been staying. i came outside and lit up a smoke...the deer cautiously approached after noticing i was not packing heat nor wearing orange...we proceeded to stare at each other from across a patio table for about twenty minutes then they took off down the sidewalk. wow, its funny how so simple an experience can be so calming. nature rears her head in urban sprawl as well.
can you make your entry longer?
i suppose i could...i could write about my current states of limbo. so my ex (its still kinda weird to say) moved out and took off and left me with the keys to the apartment saying i could stay there while working on completing the lease and getting deposit money and all that shit...so today i get a somewhat angry call from the landlord, apparently my ex failed to let her know she had taken off AND she wasn't supposed to give me the keys because i haven't officially become the renter and shouldn't be in the apartment.
so now im concerned, im in the apartment right now and im not sure what happens if i get caught. its going to take a couple of days to put together the deposit and im sick and fucking tired of crashing at friends places like i have been for the last month and a half.
part of me just wants to move my shit out and say "fuck it, im not going to help you leave your lease early so you can do what you want and have a good time while i deal with this shit...fuck your deposit!!"
this all makes me tired and keeps the haze of uneasiness circling me like a vulture. if time passing really helps to heal all wounds give me a fucking DeLorean with a Mr.Fusion attachment...over and out.
just kidding!
thx!