janvier 2011
okay okay i was wrong, i was so wrong im getting paid by the hour to drink and be ridiculous happy happy new year
décembre 2010
too harsh and inpersonal of a goodbye to something that was never either one of those things. my hearts in my throat and my stomach is heavy and achey, i hope you feel just as rotten
so in one week ill be venturing to ohio for an undetermined amount of time during the coldest part of the year and i cant say that im not at least a little excited im at work and there are half a dozen old men watching me eat hummus and making my skin crawl, somebody get me out of here
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so i got about zero and a half hours of sleep and i opened alone, my house key is stuck in the front door and my hair is wet and im so fucking glad nobody is here yet so i can hide in the back office and have a cappuccino and try to feel like a functioning member of anything happy hollerdays or something, wish i could have made it north of here for the weekend
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when i grow up, first aid kit
“the poorer we are inwardly the more we try to enrich ourselves outwardly by...”
– jiddu krishnamurti
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i worked more than i slept this weekend and i could sleep for years and i might independent film festival/ screening tonight downtown
