mourning becomes electra
back to the routine! i started my morning with a bowl of cereal and npr. i could have gotten up later, i do not have class for a few more hours, but i am up now. i might continue reading my $00.81 copy of breakfast at tiffany’s that i bought at that aspca thrift store in downtown, but i really feel like i may fall sleep at any moment if i shut my eyes for too long. i don’t want to...
i missed these streaming streets
I got inspired last night. Meg and I went to a poetry reading at Bistro in downtown. We saw Crawdad Nelson do some original pieces and then we stayed for open-mic. We biked back so quickly to the apartment through the cold cold night. I think I am going to try and give poetry a shot. I’ve always liked to write, like this, journal entries, but I think that after a night of no sleep I can...
HELLO DAVIS! HELLO INTERNET!
okay, this is just amazing. i love jon stewart and the writers that put this together.
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I want to live here!