I keep having this recurring daydream where having won the lottery, I buy a new car and drive cross country. I remember the huge spaces of childhood trips, crossing the country several times, staring out the vast plains of the middle of the country, canyons, buttes, forests, mountains. Everything I miss when I'm lost at night in this little room ( Read more... )

so I'm all growed up and stuff but sometimes, for little to no reason I feel like a huge Hot Mess.

Oi. Fuck. I have to pack all my shit again. I don't know if this means anything.

I was standing at the show, my feet hurt, and I noticed I was in the shoes you gave me ( Read more... )

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Dear world, no matter how I might sound, I am quite a bit in love with you.

I also heard the best old country song today about the Outlaw Texas Red.

I am now the Outlaw Texas Red.

Word.

when down, take one part leaving town, two parts old friends and lastly add one part amazing fucking food and drink. Stir.

I still have happy food juju radiating from my heart. Gods bless Thai food and Portland and the interwebs in general.

Tonight is a hard night as the rain pisses down and I never want to sleep again. It's late but what does that matter. I've never had much luck with time anyway, always too late ( Read more... )

Dearest Corwin, if you still read this I need you to email or call me. I can't find any of your contact info, and this vexes.

I'm gonna be in PDX next weekend, I think it would be really great to see you.

Also, cutest baby sweater ever.

Three Six Oh, Five Five Six, Nine One Four One.

I am so amazingly unable to learn really simple lessons sometimes ( Read more... )