so i left a friggin' journal on friday and it seems when the browser took a shit the enrty didn't make it into the ethers of the languid loa of the internet of sglanda...
it was filled with slang, twang and kerang of all and all of it all of nothing.... so it seems.
soo...
what a fucking decent weekend. the nesting continues. good fucking life. i got out of working saturday and the rest of it all was just a fucking lovely moment after moment.
all good things happen when it is hip hop on beatsauce. somehow they lost their ending half hour to go from 120 to 90 mintues of beats. fucking zion i dripped and sprinkled about a 30 minute freestyle. beatsauce needs money @ milk 4.29.05. they got a fundraiser to regain their 120 minute session slot. it's on haight, up before stanyon and it used to be called boomerang for those who knew way back to when it was the sister, brother, mother of doctor bombay's down on 16th & guerrerro.
so anyways, the are having a benefit on a friday night. will we go? we'll see when it come sup to committee.
yo.
and always now a daze
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No, I don't buy my yarn in the city. So far, I've bought my favorite yarns online, but I hear there is a place in the Mission with cool stuffs.