foothills

i was listening to some blackalicious and it sounded good. really fucking good.
gab could sing me into a toilet.

ahol and i are starting a band called ninja shit. ill keep you posted on this.

im in a hotel in mcalester tonight. i had to switch rooms because the air conditioner died in the first one and i almost melted into constituent puddles.

most notable occurances:

ik is coming to visit,
i scored a new-old juicer thanks to jen and greg and Taz,
there is a neon pink lit hotel named happy days down the street,
iphone + carrier hack = sweet sweet service. thanks bells.
the heart moves on.