volkov

well I flew into San Francisco this afternoon, No, my arms are not tired. My eye however. Riding around on the motorbike the other day, something flew up into it and it doesn't seem to want to go away. Also I broke my last pair of glasses so I am relying entirely upon contacts for my vision. So...my right eye makes me look like I've been locked in a room with Cheech, Chong, and Willie Nelson for a week.
oh well. I can be the scary bloodshot eye guy at prom.
I like my hotel. it's weird. I have this little room with a futon platform bed..kinda like the one I have (or should have) at home. a closet and a sink. there's a bathroom right next door. shared and shower. oh well. I'm spending so little money...almost as little as when I shared a hostel dorm room. I have internet on the television but apparantly it cannot handle SG so I am at an internet cafe. all is well. I'm glad to be back in San Francisco. I miss this town.

so...have to get ahold of datsun and other various and asundry neferiants.

be seein y'all!

anyone want s to reach me you can use the contact button email thing on here. I'm having it set to deliver to my phone's email address,

this is gonna be a fun week.