So far I have lost a lot of money on drugs, but I have lost more money lending books to friends. I work in a kitchen, which means I curse a lot, hang out with jocks who make fun of how nerdy I am, and can drink many beers in a row. I now also work in the wine industry which despite it being a slimy amoral world, obsessed with a closed set of fundamentally useless knowledge and plagued with elitism does in fact have some negative parts. I grew up in oakland and as a result I am always conscious about things that may get stolen. Sometimes books put me into the same state that people get into on cocaine, where I blow off my friends because I just want to read one more chapter, and one more and one more, and this will go on for hours. Funny is the most important quality in friends. I am always surprised by how much of an impression visual art makes on me, Agnes Martin broke my heart a little bit. I used to go to boxing classes many hours a week and it left me with a certain jumpy anxiety that someone was going to hit me and make math way harder for the rest of my life. I try and take photographs as much as I can, right now I am really into portraits, which is some total photo 1 shit, but whatever I didn't go to art school I'm figuring out all this cliche stuff on my own. I don't really scar, but this is boring, I only wrote it down because staring at my face I realized there's no way to tell I broke my nose and reset it in a warehouse bathroom; I feel a little cheated that's all. I've spent the last few months teaching myself guitar from the hours of 1AM to 4AM. This should reveal two things 1. I am not very good 2. I am not a morning person. I am honestly about 9 years old inside and cynical as hell.
I am totally jawesome, hungry, and vaguely neurotic.
Note to those interested: Recently I have been spending more time involved in political/literary projects. As a result I'm busier and not always that fun for people whom literary/political things are boring.