the life i am living now is hilarious.
just like this cardboard poster from the 80's that i found at the thrift store and carried back to my house in the freezing wind this morning (i'm sure you can imagine how fun that was). i hope i can manage to keep this poster for the rest of my life.
and like those drawers in the background my roomate and i were too lazy too close.
and the 8am class on fridays. friday. friday.
and the invention of the subwoofer, which i didnt know until now, is the single largest cause for most of my anger. Its not the sub in and of itself, but the sub in possession of the 20 year old neighbors around us. it is strange feeling like a piece of technology is actually personally out to get you.
someday cas. someday you will have acres and acres between you and the screwballs next door.
and my sweet roomates who eat all the funny things i cook. they are champs.
and the hundreds of pounds of oranges i stroll under every day. left to rot right on the tree.
and the experimental art i'm making these days. like this:
and my sweet jesus who will never leave.
"she looked pretty and happy and a little breathless, as though she had done a pleasant but dangerous thing..."