go out on the roof to hear the sky roar roar.
tis the season for bizzare myspace messages, apparently. i keep getting friend requests from ugly bears in the south bay, and myspace messages from people that were totally assholes to me in junior high who act all happy to have found me on myspace. uh. i keep denying their friend requests (there were 18 !) and singing "liar" by bikini kill to myself.
DENY !!! YOU LIVE YOUR LIFE !!! IN DENIAL MAN !!!
i'm staying in san francisco for a little bit longer than i had originally intended to save money. i got approved for a shoebox apartment. two of the buildings are in the tenderloin (one in an acceptable part of the tenderloin, about three blocks up from market street, and the other one is so deep in the tenderloin - leavenworth and ellis - that i'd never really LEAVE it, and that's a little scary) and two of them are at 9th and mission (half a block from the welfare office, which is frightening but at least i'm close to the KING DINER and approx. 5,000 happy donut franchises). i don't know which one i'll be moving into yet. the apartments are really fucking small but more than enough room just for me. i have a semester of prerequisites i need to take, anyhow, and i can just as easily do those at CCSF. amy walmsley is butthurt.
anyways, i'm looking forward to moving and starting school again, and also visiting new orleans and reno. this will all happen in june except for school which starts in august. i find out tomorrow if they're going to remove my kidney or just keep me on dope for the rest of my life. i stepped down from methadone to norco 15/325, and i haven't been taking it really and i'm alright, i just feel like i'm dragging an anvil around on my back and i have to piss CONSTANTLY.
as you can see, nothing interesting is really happening. maybe i'll make a phone post later.
DENY !!! YOU LIVE YOUR LIFE !!! IN DENIAL MAN !!!
i'm staying in san francisco for a little bit longer than i had originally intended to save money. i got approved for a shoebox apartment. two of the buildings are in the tenderloin (one in an acceptable part of the tenderloin, about three blocks up from market street, and the other one is so deep in the tenderloin - leavenworth and ellis - that i'd never really LEAVE it, and that's a little scary) and two of them are at 9th and mission (half a block from the welfare office, which is frightening but at least i'm close to the KING DINER and approx. 5,000 happy donut franchises). i don't know which one i'll be moving into yet. the apartments are really fucking small but more than enough room just for me. i have a semester of prerequisites i need to take, anyhow, and i can just as easily do those at CCSF. amy walmsley is butthurt.
anyways, i'm looking forward to moving and starting school again, and also visiting new orleans and reno. this will all happen in june except for school which starts in august. i find out tomorrow if they're going to remove my kidney or just keep me on dope for the rest of my life. i stepped down from methadone to norco 15/325, and i haven't been taking it really and i'm alright, i just feel like i'm dragging an anvil around on my back and i have to piss CONSTANTLY.
as you can see, nothing interesting is really happening. maybe i'll make a phone post later.