i have not written on livejournal in forever. i know, i know you've really missed me and everything. oh, believe me, i've miss you too. life just isn't the same these days.

san francisco is so amazing and wonderful and fucking ridiculous. i've never in my life been so busy and happy and full of wonder and excitement and apprehension and sexual vibrance as i have now. every day i discover something new that rocks my world and tells me i'm in the right place. i wish i could sit here and write long, descriptive anecdotes about the way life is, but i simply can't. i'm still at that point where it's really hard to put into words.

i just want to say that i'm happier than i ever thought possible. even on my depressed days things have never been so go.

oh, it didn't take that long at all. i found a place in the lower haight and i'm leaving june 11th.

goodbye sofla.

music: hot chip - san frandisco eepee.

i decided today that i am moving to san francisco no matter what. let's see how long this takes. i'm shooting for august.

music: blonde redhead - 23.

i haven't posted on this shit in forever but i'm about to explode.

i'm going to see bjork at the shoreline ampitheatre in san fransisco on may 19th.

oh sweet jesus mother of earth.

sometimes i feel like i'm stuck in a deep, dark hole. if i look up all i see is a tiny pinprick of light. i'm covered in the mess i've created and have no idea how to get out or what to do.

maybe if i keep digging i can break out on the other side.

music: arcade fire - neon bible.

so much going on. i'm going to quit my job soon i think and just dj until school starts. circa saturdays in two weeks. it's pretty much what i've been waiting for.

i am sweating this boy so hard.

two days ago i loved life and everything/everyone in it. today i hate it all.


oh woah is me.

music: the blow - paper television.

i'm in the airport on the way to denver. they already stole my shampoo, toothpaste, and lotion from me. apparently, it's not allowed on the plane. that would have been nice to know before i got here. the screaming child next to me is about to steal my sanity. what's next?

i made out with a cute boy last night that i've had a huge crush on forever. too bad mike wasn't there to see it.

location: ftl airport. music: cold war kids - robbers and cowards.

britney's twat is being shown all over america and everyone is fucking talking about it.

is it really that big of a deal?

maybe it wouldn't be if it weren't so fucking nasty. and i'm not talking about the way that a normal pussy is nasty to a gay boy...her shit is straight up gross.