what i've been into lately
Evan is into shopping before essaying, hashing out the mundane details with kerri weinstein, and false advertising, insecurities with undertones of paranoia, eye baths and the flood of nostalgia from doing school work in a coffee shop, is into quoting others to better define himself, being half able to open his eye and the flood of nostalgia of writting a research paper, wearing his sunglasses at night, sitting next to someone who orders food when he already ate, and the first real snowfall, spilling Russian tea all over his notes, having 100pages left to read by 6pm, eating chicken skin & finding fashionable ways to cover his grotesque eye, his right eye being substantially larger than his left eye, standing on his feet for 9hours, funky sandwiches and the scent of wood chips and paco rabanne, Evan is into his jeans shrinking in the wash, plaid patches and skinny ties, feeling masculine, making CDs to bring to work and being Kerri Weinstein, bulky cardigans, gold jewlery and finding blood on your jeans from last night, hangovers, lost memories and madonna's reaction to the Obama win, Pieces of Me, english muffins and not doing any of his work which will result in his very much deserved failure, change, eight bottles of wine and insecurity, Americans voting for Obama, his iPhone and leather boots, days off and sleeping in, long winded stories, macaroni and Tori Amos, late night headaches, definition and Charlize Theron, day-light savings, Nanaimo bars and introductions, mourning his Dior jeans, still whinning about his hand and ready to drink some more tonight with Sam Ronson and LiLo, forgetting the tricks and treats, ripping his Dior jeans and eating chowmein at 4am, 4am phone calls, last minute Halloween costumes and doing tricks for treats,having a Raggedy Andy costume that gives him a massive camel toe, waking up to things missing, discovering half naked photos from last night, trembling cores, hearts in teeth and hands that already know too much anyways, publicly racist Dunkin Donut employees, being Saved and learning love from Charlie Sheen, ideas looking good at the time, using all the hot water in the shower and houndstooth sweaters
staying out late and trying to fall asleep, oh and also drunk dialing, ordering milk at the bar, trusting in probability and bad coffee,older French Yuppie Bob Dylan fans, messy bedrooms and pad thai, the new Britney album almost as much as Blackout, seeing Erica in the afternoon and Bob Dylan tonight, Sandra Bernhard, Erica Sand and Patsy Cline, pastys, overreactions, and burnt out lightbulbs being changed, procrastination and someone's opinion of the moonlight, glitter, bootcut jeans and the pending return of erica sand, Marc-André Grondin, being a nerd and the idea of waking up early to hit Coeur de la Mode before work, returning his tux, working on his day off and the fear of being right, wearing a tuxedo, sitting next to Roz and bad days followed by great nights. Step 3, borrowed hats and being excited for the Ball, calzone and being a needy nancy, lame validity, silver jeans and masochistic tendancies, long day, plaid bondage pants and picking up his tuxedo, second hand Levis, the voice of reason and good old times, onion bagels, killing time and prospects, publicizing intimate details about himself, having an eye infection three days before having to wear a tux and be arm candy, lacerated hips, throbbing temples and remembering, the anonymity of black and white photography, and the pending end of modesty, his chow mein 2 dollars, his jeans too tight and his sunlgasses too big, stewing in the same brew, shopping for black tie and white lies, lazy indifference and quiet yearnings,impersonations, divulging personal information in his status and making Kerri Weinstein laugh, his "into" status format so much that he cant tell you that he cant part with last seaons clothes let alone his foreskin, complaining, donut cravings and the annoying shlep home so he can get ready for work, Kim Crawford, bear bars, assumptions and figures of speech, sweet potatoe tarts, walking in underpasses and red lights, only falling asleep at 5:30am, Britney Spears not being "your bitch" and what Melissa Etheridge thinks about Prop8 and tax exemption, standing on his feet for 9hours, funky sandwiches and the scent of wood chips and paco rabanne, his jeans shrinking in the wash, plaid patches and skinny ties, trying on his halloween costume before bed, changing four times before leaving for work, second hand book stores, ordering too much food and forgetting his sunglasses behind, letting all the leaves fall before the first snow fall, long days, Visionaire Kid Robot and backup plans, toasted bagels, oversized cardigans and going to work, having a taste of your bedroom session, boys next door, ripped jeans, Balenciaga tshirts and not wanting to go to class, talking to dMo at 2am, studded chainmail sweaters, Junior Chicken burgers and the injustices of life, taking too long to get ready for work, waking up to the news that you're going to see Madonna in 9hours, into thinking breakfast at 4:17pm is quite appropriate, simplicity, plaid and cream soda for breakfast
im so into you
staying out late and trying to fall asleep, oh and also drunk dialing, ordering milk at the bar, trusting in probability and bad coffee,older French Yuppie Bob Dylan fans, messy bedrooms and pad thai, the new Britney album almost as much as Blackout, seeing Erica in the afternoon and Bob Dylan tonight, Sandra Bernhard, Erica Sand and Patsy Cline, pastys, overreactions, and burnt out lightbulbs being changed, procrastination and someone's opinion of the moonlight, glitter, bootcut jeans and the pending return of erica sand, Marc-André Grondin, being a nerd and the idea of waking up early to hit Coeur de la Mode before work, returning his tux, working on his day off and the fear of being right, wearing a tuxedo, sitting next to Roz and bad days followed by great nights. Step 3, borrowed hats and being excited for the Ball, calzone and being a needy nancy, lame validity, silver jeans and masochistic tendancies, long day, plaid bondage pants and picking up his tuxedo, second hand Levis, the voice of reason and good old times, onion bagels, killing time and prospects, publicizing intimate details about himself, having an eye infection three days before having to wear a tux and be arm candy, lacerated hips, throbbing temples and remembering, the anonymity of black and white photography, and the pending end of modesty, his chow mein 2 dollars, his jeans too tight and his sunlgasses too big, stewing in the same brew, shopping for black tie and white lies, lazy indifference and quiet yearnings,impersonations, divulging personal information in his status and making Kerri Weinstein laugh, his "into" status format so much that he cant tell you that he cant part with last seaons clothes let alone his foreskin, complaining, donut cravings and the annoying shlep home so he can get ready for work, Kim Crawford, bear bars, assumptions and figures of speech, sweet potatoe tarts, walking in underpasses and red lights, only falling asleep at 5:30am, Britney Spears not being "your bitch" and what Melissa Etheridge thinks about Prop8 and tax exemption, standing on his feet for 9hours, funky sandwiches and the scent of wood chips and paco rabanne, his jeans shrinking in the wash, plaid patches and skinny ties, trying on his halloween costume before bed, changing four times before leaving for work, second hand book stores, ordering too much food and forgetting his sunglasses behind, letting all the leaves fall before the first snow fall, long days, Visionaire Kid Robot and backup plans, toasted bagels, oversized cardigans and going to work, having a taste of your bedroom session, boys next door, ripped jeans, Balenciaga tshirts and not wanting to go to class, talking to dMo at 2am, studded chainmail sweaters, Junior Chicken burgers and the injustices of life, taking too long to get ready for work, waking up to the news that you're going to see Madonna in 9hours, into thinking breakfast at 4:17pm is quite appropriate, simplicity, plaid and cream soda for breakfast
im so into you