bob dylan versus sid vicious.
today i pretty much spent doing oddly domestichousewife-ish things like taking jake to and from work and getting his gas and doing his laundry. it felt surprisingly unoppressive! 1950s, here i come. also we kissed and cried and laughed and popped pimples and i like that we can do all those things within one hour. then i left him half asleep with a nearly empty glass of whiskey and a belle and sebastian record to assure optimum rest. tomorrow alex and i are going to chicago for a couplea days so we can pay too much money for cloth and food and have the besssst time doing so. also i'd like to add that relief is one of the best feelings ever and that for the past several nights i have sworn that the moon was full, but each night it surprises me and just gets rounder and brighter and more swollen and i hope this continues indefinitely.