i've been packing up my house for a couple of days trying to get ready to leave. despite not knowing where i'm going or what i'm doing, i know when i'm leaving. so at least there's that.

( twothousandseven )

i am at work. this is my first time showing up in a month, and it was just waiting for me. so i suppose that's not so bad. my house has been evacuated. three months of houseguests has petered out and i don't quite know how to relate to the walls without five or twelve people sleeping in the living room. but maybe some alone time and sleep will ( Read more... )

well, on december twelfth sally and i decided to go ahead and get committed... to one another. people came from far and wide, and below the bridge there were scumfucks with insults in tow. three bands of india ink later and she has left for guatemala. it's kind of scary not having her here, we're so used to snugglin up and crafting, talking. it'll ( Read more... )

everything this month has been intense, both interestingly and devastatingly. i saw a person hit by a train the other day, saw paramedics ripping parts out from under the train, saw workers screaming and sirens every where. it feels like my life is like that ever since, internalizing that action. i can't get the scene out from under my eyes ( Read more... )

there are good buddies in town. it's sweet. more good buddies coming. today i wrote some long somewhat naive rant about teliological time and how fucked up it is. i feel a bit drained from that. this morning i ate breakfast with nell across from the train tracks and saw this sixty something year old with the sweetest union pacific backpatch i've ( Read more... )

so i found all these old pictures.

( a glimpse of my painfully embarrassing youth )

reasons vegas is way too fucking intense for me ( Read more... )

right now i'm going to a bachelorette party at a hotel on the strip cause i'm in vegas. hate it here, laudun is amazing.
today is my father's birthday.
my german family is here. i've been brushin up on some german, feels good.

back in tucson...

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yesterday i went to bisbee. it felt nice to get out of town, even if it was as insignificant as an hour away. and now im back in the library with a cut eye and stuffed nose ( Read more... )

my book was miraculously returned to me. life is wicked fuckin sweeeeeeet yall ( Read more... )