deathtoyourmom

my jaw hurts.

but that's cause shakes punched me in the face last night when we started a mosh pit in front of anna's taqueria at MIT.

but i guess i kinda deserved it, i bulldog kicked him in the nads.

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while we rode through the boston public gardens, skunk played "relax" by frankie goes hollywood, and i thought of my ex's friend, the...
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so i figured i'd catch up on my correspondence. here goes.

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I. Dear Whiskey,

I am ever so sorry that I judged you incorrectly all this time. Perhaps it took me a while to realize that we are compatible, and you're really not out there to fuck me up hardcore at all. Thank you for showing me that a blissful intoxication is really possible...
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it's cc's birthday tonight.

time to ride my motherfuckin chopper, drink like a madwoman, and raise atypical madness and mayhem throughout union square.

(i actually have a lot to say, but i felt like being mad brief. not like anyone reads this anyway, and thats the way i like it.)

today i was walking miserably in the snow from work in southie.

i had been looking forward to my afternoon walk to south station all day.

fucking snow wasn't going to keep me down.

so i crossed the street and didn't look like i should.

i never look.

and almost got hit by a car.

i stood there for a moment, kinda frazzled.

and then...
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so pierre is now living with me.

i must say, having someone i've known forever in the same town, let alone sleeping in my bed, is the most comforting thing ever.

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Ong Bak is pretty fucking hilarious, perhaps the most poorly dubbed movie i've seen yet. makes me want to research thai colloquialisms. check it out or "suffer the consequences, next generation man hamlet."

picked up my geisha and the few remaining items i had left at the ex-boy's house. it was purely a constructivist exchange; short and simple. i had things to do, and i'm pretty sure he had his own fair share of stuff to deal with.

i was quite happy to get my sweet geisha back. so happy, in fact, that i let out a huge...
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saw some belly dancing last night with momo in jp. going back there made me realize why i left in the first place: it's a haven for fucking hippies. not that i hate hippies, my old roommate was indeed a wonderful hippie stoner guy who always brought me soup and tea when i was sick. but something about that lifestyle always creeps me out.

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i've always wondered: how morally wrong is it to stare at a blind person on the T?



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so i said goodbye to someone wonderful yesterday morning.

i was expecting to be all fucked up about it for a week or so, usual healing time and what not. but i'm actually ok. it's not bothering me as much as it should have. i've been having...
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i'm back motherfuckers.

i've undid all the bullshit that got me into the original mess in the first place.

but that does not mean i'm not going to flip to anonymous status every now and again.

its not the first time i've had to cover my tracks and own up to whatever shit i got myself into.

flashback to 1993. georgetown, grandcayman. imagine, if you...
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WARNING: THE FOLLOWING POST CONTAINS USE OF THIRD PERSON AND COULD POSSIBLY QUALIFY AS LORE.

On how the Samurai was able to escape the perils of work.

This day forsaw our hero in the depths of revisions, submittals and the general sludge of silkscreen films. Our hero's presence was required at a gathering of masterminds, to which, lametably, saturated her with soporific banter, embarassing our...
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