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The alarm outside my window three stories down block(s?) away is tonally homogenized to my Grizzly Bear song, a rhythmically consistent pulsing siren coloring the foreground.
My stress from this past month is now stressing me out. I'm now turning myself into stoked, cuz I'm out of school soon to be working all over the fuckin place all the fuckin time and its fuckin great. I haven't been this inspired to explore the pop and the intellectual and the artistic cultural in a long time. Even among this summer's saturation of organization of the practical, I've pulled at least a decent portion of my usually-too-untouchable-for-my-taste loves into my reach. I move in mid-week. Anyone wanna hire me in a little shop or restaurant/bar in Wicker Park?
Some of my favorite people are out of Chicago or soon to leave. The disappeared are returning to me. Soon.
My stress from this past month is now stressing me out. I'm now turning myself into stoked, cuz I'm out of school soon to be working all over the fuckin place all the fuckin time and its fuckin great. I haven't been this inspired to explore the pop and the intellectual and the artistic cultural in a long time. Even among this summer's saturation of organization of the practical, I've pulled at least a decent portion of my usually-too-untouchable-for-my-taste loves into my reach. I move in mid-week. Anyone wanna hire me in a little shop or restaurant/bar in Wicker Park?
Some of my favorite people are out of Chicago or soon to leave. The disappeared are returning to me. Soon.