mercredi, décembre 29, 2004

hola! i've brought out the bottle of J&B and i'm reading up on patent filings, patent searches and all that crap. i figured that drinking would be a way to get me to work during vacation without too much pain. paperwork drives me insane. i need an assistant. a research assistant of some sort. i'd suggest this to the higher-ups but they might actually get me one and i'd like, freak out, with no idea as to what he or she could do - go...make coffee? some research on blah and get back to me. maybe the assistant could help with restaurant reservations? ooh, or concert tickets, i hate doing that. i think the major problem is that i can't do it all myself, but i don't know if i'd trust anyone to do it right. not that i'd get it right.

i haven't touched a camera for over a week and i do think i'm painfully missing it. i'm tempted to take Color Darkroom in january.
"There is no difference between a designer and an artist. They both work with form and content. I try to create art, whether I make it or not is not up to me, it's up to God." - Paul Rand, design genius extraordinaire.

mardi, décembre 28, 2004

everyone's napping. finish your coffee. try to resist. working on some patent submissions. listening to the junior boys.

i went to the bookstore today but couldn't find anything new to read. i get distracted way too easily.
i've started spiking my coffee with insane amounts of sugar. i wonder if it's me remembering the kopi growing up.

lundi, décembre 27, 2004

welcome to Day One of leonard being officially on vacation! it's the first time this year so i've planned to be missing-in-action till january 9th. and if things go according to plan, i'll also be snowboarding for 2 weeks in february-march: a week at les portes du soleil, switzerland, then a week in whistler, british columbia. no, i'm not sure how i'm going to pay for it yet.

i couldn't sleep again last night but somehow chrissy (the darling!) read my mind and called at about 3am. we talked for a long while and i think i fell asleep at about five and then had to get up at 9 to go snowboarding with the guys. it had started snowing over the weekend, really fluffy snow actually, but it was way too cold, way way too cold. got 2 runs before opting to hang out at the clubhouse with a cup of hot tea and chapter 4 of Middlesex.

i've also started reading lawrence lessig's free culture accompanied by a glass of J&B on my left and mug of earl grey on my right. my sidekick also stopped working upon entering the realm of vermont so there won't be any photodiary-ing for a bit. sadness.

dimanche, décembre 26, 2004

i'm finding it impossible to go to sleep. started sniffling this morning just before leaving the house. now my chest is starting to hurt, my nose is sore as fuck, and my lungs don't feel too great.

i do think i'm falling sick.

getting kinda pissed off about the tossing and turning. lights on, lights off. read several chapters of Middlesex. listened to azure ray, hope sandoval, yo la tengo amongst other things. wondered about the deposit for the french chalet. coughed. not happy with so many things. i wonder why i get so pissed off with so many things, so many people. maybe others are neurotic too. that's pretty fucked up as well. can't fucking sleep. why do so few things interest me nowadays? everything's like an escape.

i need to fall asleep. i miss you dad.

vendredi, décembre 24, 2004

pauline appeared in the middle of my dream with her face made up like someone from jem and the holograms. or maybe it was more britney spears-ish? but whatever i do think she was just kidding around with that make-up thing.

we seemed to be waiting for some people to arrive by airplane.

mercredi, décembre 22, 2004

hello. i'm about to go to bed. are you still awake?

had my first day of riding this season. for some reason i'm always nervous on the first day. took it easy and pretty much just warmed up the limbs. going to try to get at least 5 or 6 days before i head back to boston. was looking to practice on the halfpipe but it's not ready yet so that sucks. but maybe that's good because leonard won't hurt himself.

and late this evening i gave in to whim and bought 4 cds - one sinatra, 2 miles, and one coltrane.
this is super cool! google suggest, by kevin gibbs! ye olde roommate at the citgoset!

yeah! rawk on kevDawg! so proud! so proud!

mardi, décembre 21, 2004

jen and i had an awesome drive up to vermont. we yapped on forever, stopped by dunkin for lunch, wondered about think tanks, politcal PR, and other random things. got into burlington | essex junction, needed a nap but didn't take a nap, then had some J&B with mazz's dad and now i think the drink's already gone to my head.

mildy buzzzzzed.

going to try to help with dinner.

lundi, décembre 20, 2004

gosh, i've a business lunch at no. 9 park at noon and i'm dead tired and mildly spaced out.

but last night was pretty amazing so it's all good.

dimanche, décembre 19, 2004



Leo the Lion says hello.



On the road with Saleemster & Momo who were kind enough to give me a ride back to boston. In a happy state.

samedi, décembre 18, 2004



3 rows back from the end zone!



them stillers are gonna whoop ass today.

oh, and we found some fans to hang out with. these guys practically forced us into having drinks and food with them. definitely cool. "hey stiller fans! you all from the burgh? hey have some beer! what about food? we've got marinated steaks here, and penne vodka. this is my daughter - hey sweetie could you make me a gin and tonic? what do you guys want? screwdrivers? beers in the cooler over there. get some food!"

and check out those paper plates in the last photo.

vendredi, décembre 17, 2004

Not quite there

Not quite there

We've stopped at some place in connecticut I think. We're beside some water and there's a General Dynamics shipyard out here. Train just started moving again.



she came out to meet me last night. after the party we ran into cvs looking for yellow cleaning sponges. then we ran back in for magic erasers.

the train departs at 145pm. i should start packing.

jeudi, décembre 16, 2004

fuck this shit i'm crawling back into bed.
listening to panthalassa in the living room. really been digging the miles davis book too.

in a strange mood. i keep staring into space. i'll be at the steelers-giants game on saturday, then i leave for vermont on tuesday.

i saw her twice this week and maybe i'll get to see her again before i disappear north.

lundi, décembre 13, 2004

either this J&B hits really fast, or i drank a lot. either way i guess i win a prize. trying to psyche myself to get up and go out. get up and go out. have another drink leonard. then get up and go out.

dimanche, décembre 12, 2004

oh my this Karin Krog track is so lush - oh look (!) as it floats softly across the airwaves...
i've got the Platinum Pied Pied Pipers playing in the living room. jenn's telling me about the cuddly ringtone ghost in her mom's cellphone.

i've to admit here that i very much prefer taking pictures, rather than developing and printing them. but then the latter tasks are somewhat obligatory since i don't really trust anyone else to get them right. look if someone's going to fuck it up, i'd rather it be me.

so i guess i'll have to disappear into the darkroom today for a few. i have no time today to be depressed.

samedi, décembre 11, 2004

frightfully depressed, in the strangest possible ways.

this morning i got up at about six and walked out into the hallway and found the apartment a beautiful pale blue from the morning light. i actually held my breath for a few steps.

vendredi, décembre 10, 2004

a girl i met last week lent me a groovy cd that i've been playing on repeat the entire afternoon.

it's fun to have crushes, like on girls who actually write back. who cares if it's not serious at all, it just gives us something to get all excited about.

feel like i really need a nap.

jeudi, décembre 09, 2004



roo says hello. we almost got to run an errand that involved collecting about three hundred thousand dollars worth of jewelry. but then the people up above decided that they'd just send security guards. but oh we had the biggest burgers ever for lunch. yum.

mercredi, décembre 08, 2004

i think i'm in love with the chanel girl on 57th street.

no tie needed today - yay!

hiding out at 590 madison with Wayfaring Stranger on repeat. there's something hypnotic about neko case along with the moody weather in manhattan, though i must admit that the skies cleared up and it's absolutely gorgeous right now.

Hi Jenn's Mom: i've been informed the edamame included airfare from japan.

Greetings Jenn's Mom: c'est fraiche, pas gele!

mardi, décembre 07, 2004


Maia and I are on a HOT DATE at like the most retardedly expensive restaurant we've EVER been to. $25 fucking dollar edamame. but oh my, the food was heavenly.

oh my.

dimanche, décembre 05, 2004

that was totally fucking weird seeing her again. i wish we could talk better but it felt like we were almost strangers.

but it was nice.

Three hours

three hours to pack for new york AND to get my work done. i hate this lack of drive. i hate it i hate it.

though it's amazing how good each sip of espresso makes me feel. wow. everything's going to be alright. this is a beautiful sunday. (and i got a number last night.)
on the bus heading home after a sushi party at ali's. ran away from my responsibilities for few hours. let's hope i can get up at six in the morning to work. please try harder this time.

samedi, décembre 04, 2004

my ability to focus (on work) is so bad right now that i'm going to cut myself off from the fucking internet for the next few hours. there's seriously nothing to surf for but i keep checking the same news sites checking email checking random game reviews more news sites things to buy movies to see stop it leonard stop!

there's a party tonight and i'd really like to go but i can't and i shouldn't if i don't get shit done. work leonard work.
fuck. this is just about one of the worst cases of post-drinking-depression that i've had for a while. fuck fuck fuck. even crawling back into bed isn't as comforting anymore.



Ashley says she's goofy

Hi jenn's mom

Hi jenn's mom

this is jenn and jackie. we've got your daughter captive in boston.

vendredi, décembre 03, 2004

ce soir est devenu bizarre (to say the very least). il me semble que un par un, ils me fuient ou quoi.
sometimes, "ok cool we'll speak later!" is such an awesome way of being non-commital to any plans, and has the bonus of making us feel like we're actually going to possibly, perhaps, even try to meet up. i love it. no of course we want to hang out, it's just too much effort tonight.
dear catastrophe waitress - belle and sebastian
to all of you - rjd2
seasicked, yet still docked - morrissey
listen now - the knife
july jones - the new pornographers
unrecorded - m83
heartbreakin man - my morning jacket
i thought you'd fall for me - hope sandoval and the warm inventions

i've got about a week's worth of work to be done by sunday evening. i'm at the office feeling the urgent heaviness of it all, but somehow not really feeling the drive to get much of it done today. there's always tomorrow. isn't there?

i don't know. staring staring at visio maps and physician scripts and figuring out what hyperlycemia (FS>400) means.

oh yeah - jenn gets in at 10 tonight and we'll be partying in south boston. jason had a conversation with grandmaster flash yesterday, i think that's crazy supercool.

jeudi, décembre 02, 2004

slept badly on the plane ride back home, saw the most gorgeous sunrise from 30,000 feet. clouds dyed red with an orange horizon creeping up behind.

and then what happens?

i lose my fucking cellphone at the airport.

there's a fucking conspiracy out there. everyone's trying to get me.

mercredi, décembre 01, 2004

timm just got me on to Madlib my gawd this is goodshit. viva blue note!

( go listen )

and you'd think that water would be a decent moisturizer but nooooooo.
West Coast Hotel Rooms

my skin feels dry and it's beginning to annoy me quite a bit. where's that moisturizer when you need it. red-eye tonight. not really looking forward to it. i wonder if i'll get upgraded to first.

samedi, novembre 27, 2004

vendredi, novembre 26, 2004

page fifty-six with dntel in the background.
i really ought to be working but i'm suddenly forty-two pages into the sun also rises.
(( a sphere in the heart of silence ))

i'm hiding in my bedroom with the stereo set to Loud. discovered two voicemails from two different people regarding the same adventure - everyone seems to be heading to the clubs tonight. i don't know if i'm going. i don't know if i'm returning any calls. wish i had some ritalin or something to help me focus.

there's light from the desklamp reflecting off a mogwai cd and making a halo on the wall. there's a faint blue green diamond in the center of the halo. i don't think i've listened to that cd for more than 10 minutes. i should check it out again. i heard it's good.

i finally finished white noise. transient pleasures, drastic measures.

and on sunday i leave for san francisco. somehow i've been getting remarkably anxious before flights.

mardi, novembre 23, 2004

listening to starguitar reminds me of crackling snow along the way to the lechmere t stop, winter of 2002, red line, davis square, teele square, oh there's bus 87-88, belknap, oh i'm home.
( these days | joy division )

i told pauline today that we just have to write a book about her adventures in hawaii and my adventures in boston. it will be called:

East Coast - West West Coast!

and once we sell it to the publishers we'll make like so much money that we could possibly maybe afford to pay off our loans and credit card bills.



samedi, novembre 20, 2004

i'm happylistening to yo la tengo's season of the shark. i think i'd like to buy the album but i've promised myself not to spend anymore, at least for a few weeks. maybe till christmas or something. i have to at least try.

please don’t be afraid,
no matter how much out there scares you so,
scares you so.
just look around,
if it’s not me then someone else you know,
and i don’t belong at all.
ignore the shadows on the wall
- they don’t mean a thing.

moving on to a different topic, i'm actually staying off IM to avoid someone. i know it's childish and embarrassing, and i think she's probably even aware.

jeudi, novembre 18, 2004

some songs you just want to not ever end.
( drug of the day )
illy espresso with a bit of cream.

sip, do not gulp.

mercredi, novembre 17, 2004

gosh i'm exhausted. bumped into a glass of warre's otima (10 year old) porto that was conveniently waiting for me by the dining table. serendipity i tell you. but yes i've a story to tell:

the Great Gatsby.

so i don't have very many pictures (yet) from the birthday party but i've put some photos (of polaroids) on the wall. we'd bought a camera a few weeks back with the plan of documenting our parties - so what better day to begin than at the BESTEST, MOST AMAZING PARTY OF THE YEAR?

right on!

but things were good. really good. somehow i felt so incredibly happy the entire night. everyone that mattered was at the party and everyone was just so immaculately dressed. people put in the effort to dress for our party! we went through 27 or 28 bottles of wine, some champagne, several bottles of liquor and gawd knows what else. anna made the most amazing hors d'oeuvres and that disappeared in a heartbeat.

oh the guests made us proud! they came in flapper dresses and flowy gowns, ties, hats, feather boas, suspenders, tuxedos, and three-piece suits... and at one point someone stopped the music and luke and jeff came out serenading anna with Automatic Stop (by the strokes)!

and dinner before totally rawked. i mean really. we appeared at the restaurant and everyone was looking at us (all 13) and wondering what we were up to - people actually asked where we were going, if we were part of a show or something. but more importantly, it was a dinner of close friends, of everyone being just really comfortable around each other and just talking about everything but not needing any of it to matter really.

Dear friends : :

Dear friends : :

Thank you for joining us on Saturday in our birthday celebration. Everyone looked awesome in their outfits!!

Much Love,
: : Anna & Leo

lundi, novembre 15, 2004

we just took a myers-briggs personality test for class. i'm an ENFP.

Extroverted, iNtuitive, Feeling, Perceiving

so... i guess i am? at some point everything seems to sound the same.

Ritz bits

Ritz bits

Missed breakfast this morning (ok fine that's typical) so I've been forced to survive on New England Coffee and Ritz Crackers with Peanut Butter, and now I've got crumbs all over. Feeling much much better this morning - had an overwhelming case of post-drinking-depression the entire yesterday. But I think it's ok now.

samedi, novembre 13, 2004

pauline's envious that we've snow in boston. and i'm jealous that i don't get any free massages from a pro.

but really pauline, it's in the process of turning all gooey slushy and the bottoms of my jeans have been getting kinda wet.

oh! oh! the sun's come out from behind the clouds!

vendredi, novembre 12, 2004

anna and i made lights for the party.

the tuxes are ready. the apartment is ready. anna and israel are in charge of appetizers and snacks. jeff and i are in charge of 24 bottles of wine (with our own wine labels)! and then there's the pre-party dinner for fourteen.

oh this is going to be good.
researching music for the party tomorrow night. it's surprisingly hard to find 1920s jazz that seems apt enough. or perhaps that i like enough to buy.

oh and in a moment of weakness, i purchased something last night: dark grey with blue and purple pin stripes. happiness with a dash of worry as to how leonard's going to pay for it. i'll just brush it off as a birthday present of sorts and figure it out later.

pauline it's snowing!

jeudi, novembre 11, 2004



At the eleven party. Drunk by now. Waiting for people. Whoah.

Addendum: i'd gone to the party as maiya's date (a political instrument of sorts really) - an effort to squash any office rumors on the brink of boiling. we got thoroughly drunk and there were quite a few attractive people at the party but i think that our faux-romantic antics might have scared all the eligible targets off. but i had a good time.

dimanche, novembre 07, 2004


you probably know who you are.

we used to run to each other only when we had no one else. but i think that time has passed and it's probably better that we've nothing to do with the other.

samedi, novembre 06, 2004


i'm all comfy beneath a dark red blanket on a dark red sofa. and nestled amongst a billion yellow and orange pillows.

which isn't too bad considering that i have work to do. or am trying to get done at this point. i'm in new york monday morning through wednesday evening and yes that's awesome but not really because i don't think i'll get to meet up with anyone while i'm there because i've been informed the meetings might go till late late. and there's quite a bit that i haven't been writing about for a while. people flying to visit for the weekend. halloween and spiked alcohol. birthday dinners.

i don't know. but as it stands i guess i've been busy.

the leaves from across my window have fallen. gold and orange and faint faint green all gone. and i'm listening to the new matador at 15 cd. which is quite a good mix really. for some reason my face feels sunburnt.

jeudi, novembre 04, 2004

i live in boston, a quaint little city on the eastern coast of the

empire of the united states.

yeah that's how fucked up it is.

mardi, novembre 02, 2004

omigosh i haven't felt this despondent for ever. everything seems to fucking suck. this project crap is far from done and i've neither energy nor passion to continue. what the hell is going on. need to throw myself against a wall or something.
i wonder if i'm hungry. alors, j'ai fume.

almost done laying out the type for the paper invites - enough that i don't want to delete the psd file. and i've put that aside to get back into the ambulatory care project. tired but somehow i do need to push on. i've managed to wave off the need to play gta san andreas but i can feel it waiting at the sides of my mind.

luke's put radiohead on. myxomatosis. staring at a blue Mead notebook filled with scribblings about med assistants and billing sheets and cpt codes.

i've the urge to find some food. i bought forty bucks worth of food at the japanese store this evening, i should be able to find some bloody food to eat.

but i can't think of anything.

i need to get a tuxedo shirt in the next few days. and lawrence's present.
i put some pasta on boil. my head has started hurting. i can smell the sadness of the winter onslaught. dry, matt black evenings, barren daylight.

samedi, octobre 30, 2004

Sox parade

we got up late but managed to play catch up with the red sox parade. we ran down commonwealth till the public gardens then realized that we'd miss them at city hall so we turned about and headed for the river.

there were about 53 billion people around the water, give or take a few million i'm sure.

vendredi, octobre 29, 2004

i've stopped paying attention in class. just ordered matador at 15, cat power, AND the new neko case.


apparently i get a signed neko case poster too! yippee!


and i board the plane in just four hours!


mercredi, octobre 27, 2004

lundi, octobre 25, 2004

we're having a party FRIDAY!

i'm at the office. and i'm like, bored.

jeudi, octobre 21, 2004

The Greatest Comeback in Sports History

so it was crazy last night. we ran out onto the street towards fenway, towards yawkey way and the crowds were already there. we lost jeff and friends early on as the crowds swelled near the 7-11 and over the bridge. at one point by the entrance to fenway park we were surrounded by what seemed like a billion cops and cops on horses, then got crowd-crushed and i swear i almost suffocated. but we escaped - it was all good.

you can't live in this town without becoming a sox fan. it's crazy the current just grabs you and doesn't let go. it feels really good.

and this is an awesome article.

mercredi, octobre 20, 2004

i should stop trying to write this paper drunk.
( run into flowers | m83 )

everyone will disappoint you at one point or other. so don't bother to prepare, but rather just expect it and expect to not be able to do anything about it.

all the trees (including the yellow-leaved ones) seem to be leaning to the right today, sticking out their heads and hands and watching the cars go by. it's funny, they're waving around as if they're trying to hail taxis.

and the deathcabforcutie concert rawked and i think i'm in love with leona marrs who's now keyboarding for pretty girls make graves.

mardi, octobre 19, 2004

sometimes i drink and i feel happy or happier at that moment, but also know that i'll be sad or depressed later on. and still i pour myself another j+b.

i slept late and didn't leave the apartment at all today.

lundi, octobre 18, 2004

hello i'm getting sleepy. here are some scenes from the weekend with maia and elleni. these seem to be from friday evening inside and outside some bar called G2. it was maggie's going away fete and at one point jules and i got annoyed that we weren't drunk enough so we sneaked off for shots at the bar.

dave got into new york a bit late so we didn't get to meet up.

and saturday we somehow started off the morning with eggs, pancakes, and bloody marys, which (as you can guess) left us wandering in a mild buzz for an hour or two. maia and i bought a ton of used books at the housingworks cafe, then wandered over to the lower east side and into maggie's apartment. shopped then wandered back home and threw ourselves onto the sofa to read - maia with her rules of attraction, ellen with her secret history, and me with my requiem for a dream.

saturday evening ellen and i sauntered over to meet julia and mary (who was really, really quite cute) for drinks and then i had to run over to Amuse for roo's birthday dinner, arriving at the restaurant to order drink number 5 or 6 and being the only one already very drunk.

i do hope i didn't embarress myself too badly.



So I find myself at the la guardia marine air terminal with a black-label-on-the-rocks, waiting for the next flight to boston. DL 1932 DEPARTS 630 Boston, MA.

Shit. Boarding call. Gotta finish the drink.

Working Men

Working Men

Ajay and I strolling back for another meeting. Almost collapsed this morning from a caffeine deficiency - now I think I've slightly overdosed on diner coffee.

The appointment is at 130pm. Alright. Here we go.

(ps) hey [p] work rawks thanks babe for checking!

Working Men

Working Men

vendredi, octobre 15, 2004

Jules + ellen

Jules + ellen

We're at some going-away party in the meat packing district



So it ended up being the skinny jil sander tie. I'm starving. Just finished a series of meetings and now I'm at 590 madison. The damn cafeteria was closed and I'm not sure where to go. I'm starving.

jeudi, octobre 14, 2004

i really should try to get some work done. we've dinner reservations at 9 and we might have drinks before or after and i've got the 830 morning flight to catch and at most an hour before the meetings begin.

my mind keeps running off without me.
for some reason the tree right across from our window is glowing a saturated yellow that seems to overflow onto its neighbors. this happening despite the dark skies overhead. where's the light coming from?

dress code is business casual, jackets preferred but what does that really mean nowadays?

somehow i've suddenly started feeling unbearably depressed about going to new york.
oooh, my coffee just kicked in.

oh gosh.

i feel really, really good. so what if i'm on hold with a t-mobile customer rep. so what if my phone's messing up on me. hell, i'm going to un-mute the autour de lucie cd till the rep comes back.

it seemed beautiful this morning despite a weather report of gloomy intermittent showers. but now the sky's turned all moody and the living room feels colder, much colder.

and i'll be in manhattan tomorrow for meetings and then staying for the weekend - roo's got her birthday soiree on saturday and maia says there's a going-away party tomorrow night. i'm currently caught between thoughts of figuring out work, and worrying about packing for the trip.

i don't even know what tie to wear tomorrow.

mercredi, octobre 13, 2004

finally got the new autour de lucie album from the post office. i've just sent off a copy to jenn and i hope she likes it.

totally (totally) rawking out to it. wow. listening to Personne N'est Comme Toi at this moment and the faux disco guitar rifts sont vraiment super! finished a client conference about 15 minutes ago but i seem to be holding myself back to listen to this, for just a bit longer.

oh, and as advised by [p] i shall try to take better care of my liver.

mardi, octobre 12, 2004

i'm wondering about going to smith and wollensky's sometime. it's not listed in the boston zagat (which should tell me something) but somehow i feel like i should check it out. on another note, i think i'm getting a bottle of J & B on the way home. last night i stopped by that new wine store by the hotel commonwealth and they didn't have any liquor so i got a bottle of port instead.

After Interpol

After Interpol

Out on my doorstep waiting for dave et al to pick me up for supper.

paul banks was dressed in a dark suit and hat and drapped in red lights. somehow he reminded me of alex de large from a clockwork orange.

lundi, octobre 11, 2004

note to self - check out velvet teen, dirty on purpose.
gosh i'm drunk. tiffanny called at eleven and said hey come out for a drink and so we ventured out, luke, jeff, sarah, tiffany and i over to somewhere. the first place, phoenix landing was playing crap music AND tried to charge a cover so we said screw that. then we pass by the Enormous Room and the door was like locked and we went WTF? and then some guy came out and went Yeah we're having a private party tonight. ok. so we walked on. and we found this one place that i'm sure NONE of us remember the name of, but anyways so yeah there was no cover and we walked in and there was a live band playing blues and we totally got into it and it was awesome. awesome enough that we want to go back again. they played jazz and i remember them playing love potion number 9 at one point and it was all really, really cool stuff.

i had j&b on the rocks (several) tonight for the first time. inspired by patrick bateman i thought why not, and man those were good.

dimanche, octobre 10, 2004

A dress makes no sense unless it inspires men to take it off of you.
- Françoise Sagan
ivy. apartment life. the best thing.

i remember hearing this the first time - my brother had made me an md when he came to visit in switzerland. we were getting ready to go out to dinner and he put this song on. i can't remember where we went but it's the first time i ever heard him sing along to a something. which was definitely cool.

i almost made it out last night. at one point i went to wash my face with cold water but then i crawled back into bed, under the white duvet, and lay there wondering, thinking about nothing really except that i felt tired and that i should probably go out and maybe have a drink or two.

it's getting late in the morning. i think i'll go get eggs and maybe make some hash browns.

samedi, octobre 09, 2004

my head is fucking killing me. i wish i had some painkillers or something. i've poured myself a glass of whiskey and maybe that will work out. anna says they'll be heading over to wonderbar at about nine or so.

my head hurt last night as well and i think i drank it away.

Drunk walking home

Drunk walking home