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And so, I live in an apartment now. It's brick and has a large garden in the back yard, full of humungous weeds. I call it a jungle. There is also a garage in the back yard in which i found an old book of children's fiction.
last night was my first night there. Sam played me a Mars Volta song on his record player and was really really excited that I like them (because I don't generally like prog, yes carrie, some new music vocab for me, or anythign like that). So we listened to them for several hours, me sittong on the brown and tan rug, alternately chatting with sam and reading a letter from carrie, and later, in sam's room, watching the way the lead singer moves his feet and writing a letter to carrie.
and yesterday morning i watched the sunrise with julia and briwn and then briwn and i body surfed. he has a surfboard in his apartment and so we'll surf soon. and we got free chairs from the reg.
i was in iowa this weekend for track. my race sucked, 20:39, better than my high school PR, but completely out of focus and I dropped from 4th on the team to 8th. bleh.
last night was my first night there. Sam played me a Mars Volta song on his record player and was really really excited that I like them (because I don't generally like prog, yes carrie, some new music vocab for me, or anythign like that). So we listened to them for several hours, me sittong on the brown and tan rug, alternately chatting with sam and reading a letter from carrie, and later, in sam's room, watching the way the lead singer moves his feet and writing a letter to carrie.
and yesterday morning i watched the sunrise with julia and briwn and then briwn and i body surfed. he has a surfboard in his apartment and so we'll surf soon. and we got free chairs from the reg.
i was in iowa this weekend for track. my race sucked, 20:39, better than my high school PR, but completely out of focus and I dropped from 4th on the team to 8th. bleh.