Many of you recall the time I got locked out of Meg's apartment at 7 AM. This here post will be the telling of the time I got locked out of my own apartment at 2 AM. For over two days.

( A cut is probably helpful. )

I want to make more entries that are memories from when I was younger, because I fear I'll lose them in my head as I age. Here are a bunch. (Here is a bunch ( Read more... )

My neighborhood has lots of characters in it. Capital c Characters. I was waiting for the bus this morning, and a man with a grocery cart filled with soda bottles crossed the street from the Gujar Mart. He was wearing a zip-up black hoodie sweatshirt, which was mostly unzipped to show his bare chest & about 7 necklaces of the huge-teeth-and-beads ( Read more... )