fear the beard

human beings are not well served by permanence or stasis. Obviously, if individuals are progressing, they are undergoing a series of presumably desirable alterations, but in a universe where flux is fundamental, it can be argued that even change for the worse is preferable to no change at all. Isn't fixity the hallmark of the living dead?

liquid courage, you sneaky monster

O mellow my dreams you've gone away
O empty belly it's good to see you
O my dreams of these quiet people
O you and me dancing on my grave.

But oh lord, I know what I've done
And oh lord, I ain't afraid.

no mas moss

bad and bad, good and good.  i guess at the end it doesn't really mean anything anyways.  it evens out or it doesn't.  end of story.

i'm heading over to nightlife tonight to talk with mr. mcknight and see andrew's band.  tonight could be a great night.  i just need to tear myself away from the television.  the lure of anthony bourdain's no reservations is so difficult to resist!

Rough Patch

I've been feeling like I'm in some kind of dream lately.  Everything's a little skewed and I can't seem to get my thoughts straight.  I've always been a fan of surrealism, but not like this.  There is a lethargy that has swallowed me whole and I cannot find the motivation to create anything from the innards of this fiend.  I guess I should remind myself not to take life so seriously and that this, like all things, will pass.


Also, some bird took an eagle sized shit right on the hood of my car.

Dying young

I don't really know what words I want to say right now.  I know I'm not the only one feeling this way, but that doesn't seem to make it any easier.  I may not have been very close with Nick or Robby, but it's really hard to come to terms with the fact that I will never see or speak to either of them again.  I can't seem to shake these feelings, especially being here at work, where i see them almost every day.  My hands are shaking and I don't think I'll ever be able to walk into this building again without remembering that I won't see Nick or Robby here.  But I have great memories of them, and that's what I'll hold on to.  They were too young.

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Partie Deux d'intoxication Alimentaire

Oh red tide and the effects you've had on my life.

After enjoying a two week hiatus from class, I couldn't be more thrilled to return on Monday.  It was fate that over this break, San Francisco decided to give us the only hot weather of the season.  I behaved accordingly and went absolutely crazy in the heat.  I feel slightly relieved to be back in the fog though.  Victoria Vonderheyden and I found an excellent garage sale/illegal store hybrid yesterday and scored all sorts of treasures.  Her moving into an apartment that is a five minute walk from my place of work has been a dream come true so far.  But I should really get going as I have all sorts of things to do today.

Something perplexing to think about;
I've gotten food poisoning twice in the past five months, and I haven't even been to Mexico at all this year!

Reba, I miss you!

Baby America

I don't think things have ever gone this well for me. I don't want to jinx it, but I feel like every ounce of good karma I've ever earned is coming back to me! Here is a little snapshot of what i've been up to;