sometimes
it takes all of my resolve and concentration to avoid responding to inane questions my coworkers ask with: “YOU DUMB, BITCH.”
it takes all of my resolve and concentration to avoid responding to inane questions my coworkers ask with: “YOU DUMB, BITCH.”
I don’t know why, but I had some strange compulsion to go on MySpace tonight. I am not really friends with many of the people that I am supposedly MySpace friends with. I feel like I should put new pictures up… redesign my page to look all cool. But fuck that. I’m sick of putting [...]
Sunday was my first day back from SF. Zero and I hopped on the 23 and headed downtown, talking about capital punishment, the death of American car culture, the global food shortage, ethanol, string theory, the creative nature of collaborations, and the higgs boson. Long, exhausting walk to my building, pick up my scooter at [...]
Sam and I drive back to the city, where I was supposed to pick up the Dresden Dolls tickets for Susan, Zero, and I by four. We were hungry, so we found parking at Japantown, which is right next to the Fillmore, got some noodles and sushi for breakfast, then headed to the box office. [...]
Friday was bright sun, dashing out of work, gas at the Arco, Sam and I, flying towards the sea on I-80. Bay bridge, park on Folsom street, and we’re in the city. It’s bathed in twilight as we walk down 7th seeking some coffee. *cue Requiem for a Dream hyper-fast sipping jump cut* and we’re [...]