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ah man. i just finished giving myself one of- what at least seems like at the moment- the radder haircuts i've had. i cut about 85% of it off. it is quite therapeutic to able to cut off my hair rather frequently, renew and try again, slightly different every three to four weeks.
today i spent four hours at a merchandise working group meeting for the anarchist collective/bookstore/coffee shop that is opening. we tore apart the AK press website, picking books for a huge book order (like a couple thousand dollars worth) that will stock the store. i wonder how many opportunities ill have to sit at a computer and have someone ask me to pick every book that was good in all the genres i cared about that i want to share with the community.
this week is going to be a total hellride but i insist to do everything that i want and need to do. i spent three days in bed last week sick, no coffee or beer. now, i have a week of class,coffee, hanging out, and drinking to make up. the semester will be done so soon, and about three months of glorious summer await. as of today, i'm now surrounded by seven (soon to be eight) outstanding people in this house (best. house. in. asheville.).
lately, things seem right, good, and in place. i feel (again) at least at the moment, that i am where i should be, doing what i should be, surrounded by the right people. i don't want to move. we aren't having conversations about how asheville was better two/three years ago, but instead getting psyched about whats happening this weekend, this month, this summer. i'm really into how small this city is. perhaps i'll be sick of it in another two years, but now is good. shows, people, projects, weather, all good. i can't really summon up details without selling something short.
today i spent four hours at a merchandise working group meeting for the anarchist collective/bookstore/coffee shop that is opening. we tore apart the AK press website, picking books for a huge book order (like a couple thousand dollars worth) that will stock the store. i wonder how many opportunities ill have to sit at a computer and have someone ask me to pick every book that was good in all the genres i cared about that i want to share with the community.
this week is going to be a total hellride but i insist to do everything that i want and need to do. i spent three days in bed last week sick, no coffee or beer. now, i have a week of class,coffee, hanging out, and drinking to make up. the semester will be done so soon, and about three months of glorious summer await. as of today, i'm now surrounded by seven (soon to be eight) outstanding people in this house (best. house. in. asheville.).
lately, things seem right, good, and in place. i feel (again) at least at the moment, that i am where i should be, doing what i should be, surrounded by the right people. i don't want to move. we aren't having conversations about how asheville was better two/three years ago, but instead getting psyched about whats happening this weekend, this month, this summer. i'm really into how small this city is. perhaps i'll be sick of it in another two years, but now is good. shows, people, projects, weather, all good. i can't really summon up details without selling something short.