he dont drink or cheat or steal or lie

this guy is as-cool-as-shit. right now figuring out a way to: finish the bob dylan story by the time Lady Gaga, stop singing Going to california by led zeppelin. i'm not even good at procrastinating, i just do the wrong work. like today i made a fight scene between ben bernanke and alan greenspan. that is so stupid

little joy

listening to a lot of music that people get mad at me for playing so loud which makes me think that the bottle is more important than the wine, but like, to everybody's inhibition. i was going running-out-of-gas-speed by some ;young; blond mothers and listening to change gon' come, this lovely slow soul ballad and the b got all scoffy like they were musulman and i was a naked fucking lady. same reaction from like every demographic of person (in encinitas): arty lopers down by moonlight, knife-eaters by barnesandnoble, marcus and the guys when I pull into the back lot at uc, and some tennis guys with nice socks. take that back ahobo gave me a fistpump when he heardsaw me

went to lunch today at chik's. nuff said, chik;s is where it's at

i feel (i can't watch this video, but the music is nice)

then i got a kentucky bourbon burger after school

today at san dieguito eric mccoy made an anti josh drilling piece of propoganda, how am i supposed to react to that? everyone's like 'oh man that guy hates jews' or 'he melted crayons on his dashboard' or 'look at his stupid eyebrows' now i know how andrethegiant and rushlimbaugh feel. where am i supposed to sit in a crowded room of suspicious kids? how do i stand? pocket-hands? hip locked and out?

news from the frontera: injuns used to wait for elk to get trapped in the snow to kill them

pd. the smellies guy sat next to me in the library today