dancingyosarian

We went to Lhasa Moon on saturday. It's one of only six Tibetian restaurants in the US. It was pretty fucking good. I had some kind of bean curd in a spicy soy sauce for appetizer, along with bottom-fried steamed bread. For the main course I had a dumpling soup. The broth was delicious and the dumplings were flavored with mint. MMMMMMMMM! We then went to Amoeba and I spent fucking ninety-five fucking dollars on fucking music. It's all good music, but, damn. All's well on the No-Video-Games front. I've stopped having video game dreams. Now my dreams are just plain fucking weird. I'm listening to the Rough Trade Shops post punk box set. fourty six tracks of post punk goodness. I also got some books at the anarchist book store. The I'm reading now is about sexual repression as the most prevalent and effective tool in authoritarian conditioning. It's kind of got me on a sexual repression kick. h.s. is at work so I'm fucking bored 'cause i have no friends other than this here keyboard and even it once fucked my sister the fucking thing go out of town for a couple days and...you know I probably would have stopped typing a long time ago if...
If nothing, fuck this fucking computer!