036

smooth got me this book for christmas. obviously, i love morrissey to death, but i don't feel that compelled to read it. but i will for the sheer reason that if you've ever seen a morrissey interview, you may have witnessed a manic circus ring-leader; he's utterly fascinating. although, i'd much rather be reading my second copy of 'who's afraid of virginia woolf?' i guess that's what i get for letting my ex-girlfriend borrow it.

sigggggggh.

035

sick in solace.

haven't a satisfactory thing to do for new years eve. i guess it's overrated anyway, as everyone says; everyone who doesn't have anything good to do or anyone to spend it with.

ohh, pity me.

034

sharp as a whistle

happy holidays.

033

i'm walking in a fresh white v-neck t-shirt on the hills of san francisco in 70 degree weather. beautiful women - hipsters in bright colors and boots, smiling ear to ear are brushing my shoulder on the sidewalks. i smile back. a music store - a haven of the people who understand this art even better than i do, with piles of vinyl and cd's spend waking minutes breathing it in. i inhale and exhale and spend over two hours there. and so i think.

new york city is in the mid 20's today. i think of it and think i've picked a great time to be on the west coast. then i think about going back home and it doesn't sit well.

new york city sleeps on me. i have to move to san francisco to save my life.

032

had a dream last night i had a serious uni-brow that needed serious pluckage. yes, this is my life.

leaving for san fran on thursday so if anyone is in town, please let me know.