bookstore
tis the thyme for this sort of thing, i suppose. everyone is back to the trusted medium for communication that is not quite as vapid as our newest options.
at the bookstore with david polk, one am in the morning, reading anarchism and the ecology, with hopes of starting a kierkegaard story of smitten development.
friday night i arrived home to find my bathroom ceiling on the floor with various flavors of mold at my disposal. thus, staying in protest with the ol wino himself.
i dunno, really, it's late. i have been riding my bike everywhere these days and truly feeling a surge of satisfaction every time i pass a car that is stopped at a light. it's a beautiful thing to just careen on by these stuffy trapped individuals as an actual part of the scenery, instead of just seeing it flash by through window glimpses. i have recently been feeling mildly guilty for running red lights on my bike, because my guitar teacher hit me with some philosophy of laws and the importance of maintaining societal structure through adherence to the simple things as well as the major proponents, but ya know what, i'll save that for a year or so, i believe.
silly, perhaps, holding on to the simple freedom from light designated travel. no. definitely, silly.
all right. mo mas internet trolling.
come by and give money to greencup so that we don't disappear.
at the bookstore with david polk, one am in the morning, reading anarchism and the ecology, with hopes of starting a kierkegaard story of smitten development.
friday night i arrived home to find my bathroom ceiling on the floor with various flavors of mold at my disposal. thus, staying in protest with the ol wino himself.
i dunno, really, it's late. i have been riding my bike everywhere these days and truly feeling a surge of satisfaction every time i pass a car that is stopped at a light. it's a beautiful thing to just careen on by these stuffy trapped individuals as an actual part of the scenery, instead of just seeing it flash by through window glimpses. i have recently been feeling mildly guilty for running red lights on my bike, because my guitar teacher hit me with some philosophy of laws and the importance of maintaining societal structure through adherence to the simple things as well as the major proponents, but ya know what, i'll save that for a year or so, i believe.
silly, perhaps, holding on to the simple freedom from light designated travel. no. definitely, silly.
all right. mo mas internet trolling.
come by and give money to greencup so that we don't disappear.