This is the highlight of my day:
Me: Does dancing around to the Killers by myself in my room deduct my hipster points?!
Geof: no, it just makes you lonely and more lovable
Carlos: maybe...but not your awesome points
Mimi: no. but even if it did you could spare them :], you've hipster points aplenty
Will: yes. It does. Not even quoting Animal Collective in your away message can prevent the loss of hipster points.
Sam: potentially. but you break even. i don't respect either aspect... killers-listener or hipster
I love my friends.
H.
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Sunday, February 17, 2008
Saturday, February 16, 2008
no. 116: tell me
Sometimes, things pour all together.
Girls etc., and I are going for the show at Arrellano Theater tonight, which should be a blasty blast. But first I have to read a TON of Plato and plan out my essay for Moral Philosophy, which is only four pages and shouldn't take me very long, but I'm not really jazzed to work on b/c I want to take a nap instead. So I think I'm going to for like, an hour, and then really work. Suppose to go with Carlos to get his film developed at some point today, but hey-- the boy can bus it. ;)
Tomorrow, more reading, maybe breakfast w/Daddy, and then Brian is coming to visit! I'm excited. I haven't seen or heard from him in a week plus and it's awful. Geof posted some incredible photos on The book this morning, one of which is a really cool one of B's eyes in the rearview of my car and I got all homesick for mis amigos. There was an incredible photo of El Muchacho Psycho, as I've taken to calling him. It elicited a weird feeling, a mixture of utter dislike and complete aesthetic appreciation. Sheez. Sigh.
In other news: Found some awesome hipster junk @ the Hot Zone yesterday. Cool new plaid shirt, leopard print framed glasses, peacock feather earrings-- it was bliss.
Also: I miss Mom a lot. And Fred. And Tess (SO much). I wonder how GWG + wife are doing. Meh, can't wait to go home next weekend, although in truth, the Hop has significantly grown on me.
H.
Girls etc., and I are going for the show at Arrellano Theater tonight, which should be a blasty blast. But first I have to read a TON of Plato and plan out my essay for Moral Philosophy, which is only four pages and shouldn't take me very long, but I'm not really jazzed to work on b/c I want to take a nap instead. So I think I'm going to for like, an hour, and then really work. Suppose to go with Carlos to get his film developed at some point today, but hey-- the boy can bus it. ;)
Tomorrow, more reading, maybe breakfast w/Daddy, and then Brian is coming to visit! I'm excited. I haven't seen or heard from him in a week plus and it's awful. Geof posted some incredible photos on The book this morning, one of which is a really cool one of B's eyes in the rearview of my car and I got all homesick for mis amigos. There was an incredible photo of El Muchacho Psycho, as I've taken to calling him. It elicited a weird feeling, a mixture of utter dislike and complete aesthetic appreciation. Sheez. Sigh.
In other news: Found some awesome hipster junk @ the Hot Zone yesterday. Cool new plaid shirt, leopard print framed glasses, peacock feather earrings-- it was bliss.
Also: I miss Mom a lot. And Fred. And Tess (SO much). I wonder how GWG + wife are doing. Meh, can't wait to go home next weekend, although in truth, the Hop has significantly grown on me.
H.
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