25 April 2007


from the haunted meeting room at scholtz beer garten.

20 April 2007

bird poop:

how do birds time their excretions so impeccably?

just a moment ago, on my bike-ride home from class, an enormous dollop of bird excrement landed, directly & cleanly, on my inner calf. instead of being grossed out, i am in awe of the precise simultaneity of this bird shitting from his branch & me pedaling beneath said branch. also, i am really happy that the huge dollop did not land in my hair.

happy four-twenty!

17 April 2007


i should know by now that drinking strong coffee at 5:00 p.m. is not such a good idea. i have very nasty bruises on both of my kneecaps. my neighbor-lady is an ogress. i registered for fall classes this morning. school is about to get crazy. i'm feeling inspired. things are looking up.

everything within this is absolutely unconnected, despite what you may think.

11 April 2007


oh, life. busy busy. doing nothing. going crazy. i turn twenty-one soon. espaƱa is soon, too. beware.