Friday, August 6, 2010


"Jamming narrative". I can't stay up late enough for rock and roll anymore!

Friday started at the earliest hour ever invented (as does every workday)and later a bus took me to Cincinnati to bother friends. It's funny - I live to travel, even invoking the word for unexotic places I more accurately just "go" to. When I get there, though, what I want to do is only eat, drink, and shoot the shit in different rooms, at different coordinates. I guess it's all I've ever really been good at.

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