it's 4 am on a sunday morning and im exhausted but i love you, so:
just dropped a friend off. on the way we got stuck behind the new york times delivery people so we stole the sunday times from someone's driveway. east cost people: cherish your daily printed media. the LA times fucking sucks. i'm not doing anything tomorrow but reading the paper. cover to cover.
which reminds me. fuck all those new york bands. fuck my friends bands. flogging molly rules. they're my new favorite band for right now cause they're the pogues but punker.
which reminds me. I'm the "tour manager" for my friends the walkmen when they do their west coast tour at the end of this month. baiscally it's a free rock and roll vacation with my friends up to vancouver and i can't fucking wait.
been reading a lot lately. huxley, anais nin, murakami, borges. which reminds me. richard brautigan fucking rules in the same way that tom waits and leonard cohen rule.
i said "rules" and "fucking" a lot. fuck you.