today has been strange. i'm not sure why. something is just off, you know? maybe it's because i drove my car to work instead of cycling. driving always makes me feel like i jumped the shark, you know? you know!?
we're going to see
belaire tonight. the flier says they're doing italian horror film scores. should be tight.
i just found a poem i wrote a year ago:
i just defeated the tenth level boss.
he was hard,
but i was much harder.
it was a hard earned victory for me.
people always tell me i have a way with words. i guess they's right, huh?