ive been wearing my ipod down more now than ever. at home while writing papes [for reference i didnt miss the r: i call them papes like payps... wait maybe i'll just spell it payps....]
i just have a lot of time on the six and walking.
yesterday i walked sixty blocks downtown.
my friend ian was hiding behind a tree and popped out at me. we decided to go to a bar. i felt bad over his lack of consumption- he had said my salad - in green wrap - had looked "too green."
we were standing around, the music was changing, i was looking at a james dean cutout...
and then i said: "do you want to go to japan" or "DO YOU WANT TO GO TO JAPAN"
and he said: "yeah, why..."
i said: "me too, thats all...."
later i saw mastodon and converge. [sold out] it was pretty good. well mastodon was. my friend bret drove me home, which was nice.
today there was a pool party at my co-op. our style is to bring down a desert, steal as much food as possible, and eat it upstairs with no one being the wiser to our lack of presence. i guess someone noticed, as our camp is not "slick." we smooth over the situation with cookies from this place in the bronx that is...."to die for."
i want to travel again but its just not possible. someone who i like please lets go somewhere remote, okay? fund it... alright? i was dreaming of ameoba records. i was lost in a pile of out of print stuff and had vinyl in my teeth. i had their whole residents collection.....[it is nyuge].
well,
im going to try to see joe lally tuesday. problem is i forget things. the knitting factory. efk. its like ive lived there for years, only difference is now i dont smoke and drink openly on the street. the last part is a complete lie.
doe/doe.
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