one very long weekend followed by your typical monday. had I been writing Sunday night I could have whined about how depressing the weekend was, but Monday has a way of making the previous weekend come out smelling like a rose in comparison.
my anti-thanksgiving went pretty well (thank you very much!) We did the tofu turkey thing, drank a large sum of merlot, wore a skirt to the dinner table, got high and watched the sunrise on this big overlook over SF, and walked around the biggest natural food store on the planet whilst high helping ourselves to the vegan cookies and produce section (its funny how little people pay attention to a group of "kids" stuffing there faces full of unpayed for cookies and chocolate soymilk when you are in a store at the crack of dawn on the day after thanksgiving...)
other than that just slept through the days avoiding the thought of real life beginning once again. I got to thinking alot, however, how in high school I was gonna do this and bring that down and how it would be so easy...now I am just happy to make it from the bed, to the shower, to the kitchen, to the car without wanting to go back to bed and cry. Fun little concept how that works...
"So I want to get myself attached to something bolted down. So these winds of circumstance won't keep blowing me around. From when I land to when I leave there is enough time to sleep and sing. I keep running when all I want is to lay motionless."
-c.oberst
my anti-thanksgiving went pretty well (thank you very much!) We did the tofu turkey thing, drank a large sum of merlot, wore a skirt to the dinner table, got high and watched the sunrise on this big overlook over SF, and walked around the biggest natural food store on the planet whilst high helping ourselves to the vegan cookies and produce section (its funny how little people pay attention to a group of "kids" stuffing there faces full of unpayed for cookies and chocolate soymilk when you are in a store at the crack of dawn on the day after thanksgiving...)
other than that just slept through the days avoiding the thought of real life beginning once again. I got to thinking alot, however, how in high school I was gonna do this and bring that down and how it would be so easy...now I am just happy to make it from the bed, to the shower, to the kitchen, to the car without wanting to go back to bed and cry. Fun little concept how that works...
"So I want to get myself attached to something bolted down. So these winds of circumstance won't keep blowing me around. From when I land to when I leave there is enough time to sleep and sing. I keep running when all I want is to lay motionless."
-c.oberst
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if your life is boring up there, i have a whole bunch of adventures we can have somewhere around here.
h.s.