medusaglances

so last night we had a "bonfire" up at bill's. it was actually a barrel with some sweet branches and pizza boxes. we took old school bikes (that suprisingly weren't rusted beyond use) and longboards to the store for a beer run of which i drank one. however i did smoke more than half a pack of cigarettes.

at some point of the evening...probably while bill was attempting to whoop my ass i lost my septum ring and didn't realize till this morning. i didn't notice because i had been wearing flipped up since it was so cold. well i found an old lip ring and shoved it through this evening. it took about forty minutes and my fucking cartalidge is sore as hell.

currently watching lucky #slevin with bazooka. this apartment is empty. i like it better this way but it does feel kind of lonely. it's weird how even though evan was residing in the living room and i barely saw him and didn't hang out with him at all for the last couple of weeks there is a notable difference with his absence.

today spokane went from sunny to black skies. spokane's predictable unpredictability. the thunder shook the apartment building and rattled the windows. bill and i tried to make it to high drive for the storm but ended up just parking and talking while it poured rain to a soundtrack of dustin kensrue and a fire theft.

and i realized today that i would rather experience awe-inspiring happiness and severe sadness and depression than lead a mediocre life.

i am what i am, doctor you ain't gotta love me.

there was a time,
jessi