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we are all moved into the new apartment! the internet is hooked up and EVER'THANG! more to come later!
<3
Stillife and i are better than everyone.
this is me at the ocean for the very first time. i was so overwhelmed...it was a beautiful day.
100% real-ass palm tree.
random hippies love us!
pizzaaaaa.
perhaps best of all, i got to meet the dashing fellow RoD-er, Subrosa, and we partied passive-aggressive style.
here's Stillife being a drunk ho.
don't get it twisted, i spilled Sangria on my shirt.
and here's me, being bummed about having to go back to the midwest.
i love it there, and i can't wait to go back.
RoD: Drink, Fight, and Fuck
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i guess not much of anything has been going on lately. i've just sort of been trying to enjoy my limited down-time while i still have it to enjoy.
i need more hip-hop music.
I made the comment about how, you know, the grid plan emanates from our weaknesses, this layout of avenues and streets in New York City, this system of 90 degree angles. To me the grid plan is puritan, it's homogenizing, in a city where there is no homogenization available, there is only total existence, total cacophony, a total flowing of human ethnicities and tribes and beings and gradations of awareness and consciousness and cruising. And this woman turns to me, she goes "I've never even thought of that!", she goes "I can't imagine it, everyone likes the grid plan!" And of course the question is, who is "everyone"? I mean, whoever that is under the white comforter, cuddled up with 34th Street and Broadway, existing on the concrete of this city, hungry and disheveled, struggling to crawl their way onto this island, with all their machinated rages and hellishness and self-orchestrated purgatories, I mean, what does that person think about the grid plan?
- Speed Levitch
here's a not-as-cute-but-still-kind-of-nice picture of me and my friend mike to make up for it. we're redefining what it is to be a fucking baddass hustlah.
it mostly includes a lot of rap and monster bong hits. and philosophy homework.
things are much more calm right now. i'm kind of digging being in the city at this point, although i still miss home a little bit. i think i'm starting to make a home out of where i am, so i'm getting a lot more comfortable being here. i'm going to look for my (and Stillife's) first apartment within the next couple weeks! i'm secretly hoping that we'll find an apartment with a hidden compartment that's holding a million dollars or a treasure map or something. fingers crossed!
So I'ma walk into the restaurant alone, leaving out
Leaving behind just residue and bones
i know i've been missing for a week, i'm sowee. let me explain. monday i found out that my grandma has cancer, which of course made me very sad. then later that day a dude hit my car, rendering the passenger side door useless. not as important, but still lame. i fought with my ex. i fought with my mom. i came very, VERY close to getting thrown in jail.
it's been a stressful spring break.
i promise i'll get to comments and play catch-up with everyone soon. but first i'm going to take a huge fucking nap.
the RoD rules your face.
<3
PS: here is a picture of me and my soul sistah, Stillife. she left for California on Thursday, and i am saaaad.
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