twelvis

odd weekend thus far.

yesterday i saw TWO nasty car accidents. today i saw TWO crime scenes, one involving a cop taking a picture of a big pool of blood on the sidewalk.

then a purple balloon slowly floated in front of my car (!?)

i went to a new brunswick party with mike and michelle and not to make unfair generalizations but nj/philly indie kids bore me to tears and i can't wait to get back to brooklyn.

its like 2.30 am and i'm sitting in my hot room and staring at my watch with this vague feeling of un-satisfaction in my gulliver. it accompanies a sickening feeling of utterly not knowing what i could do to get rid of said sensation.

bummer.
xo,
12iz