i live in boston now. weird.
in a shithole to boot.

its nice to know that nothing has changed.
work is still work. bill is still a druglord and the ravioli is still delicious.
but there is no ramon!
this makes me sad, i was his mexican senorita.

dearest seattle, its good to be back.

oh lawtonwood, how i missed you.

......but amsterdam weed is still better.

home is an in between.
a cross between lennie brisco, daily specials, and peacock feathers.

but its so fucking nice outside, i think i'll roll a joint.

sixteen days until i step foot on american soil.
i am so excited to watch trashy tv and eat chips that arent paprika flavored.

( How I spent the past week and a half )

if you think going to school across the country makes it hard to stay in touch. try going to a fucking different continent. apparently the european postal service likes losing my witty america bound postcards ( Read more... )

i spent the past ten days traveling to 5 different countries. Ireland was the favorite, hands down.

postcards are enroute.

( highlights )

Life is good. my mom sent me a package of cheese ritz bits. i dont think i've ever been so happy to see american snack food in my life! let alone the most glorious snack food that has ever been created ( Read more... )

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ATTENTION! ATTENTION ( Read more... )

its comforting to know that even with 4 months of separation give or take a few phone dates, i can still sit in a car with some of my best friends and feel like no time has passed since we saw eachother last ( Read more... )