larkin

i managed to stay in...but did i get anything done? HELL NO!
today i managed to drag home about 20 boxes, so i can get together all the stuff i need to ship. so now my house is ful of boxes, toppled towers of books, piles of clothes, tangles of shoes and incriminating polaroids.

my roommate was blasting phil fucking collins from 5am to 7am. so i got zero sleep even though i attempted to drown it out with the fire theft, which is usually my insomnia cure. and she was singing along! loudly!
usually it is john mellancamp, and as dave says "i think she sounds more like mellancamp than mellancamp does".
i guess she was passed the point of mellancamp drunk, and rocketed straight to phill collins drunk (which must be a tier in hell).

i might be out on the town catching up with deakin and drake....but maybe not.

ps. no one ever told me what the proper past tense of 'tivo' is.

pps. sorry about the swan thing





i had to add the best photo of ernest hemingway.






and my old haunted house