tumble

i have a tumblr now, cwe. it's pretty much just like this.

curry n boys

Staying on Heath and Ty's couch for now. Made curry for the boys, and mostly i have just been loafing around (per usual). New York in a week!

nutshell

state of mind in which listening to fiona apple is acceptable and the outside sounds weighty.

enid

Not having a real home is exhausting but allows for some reflection. I don't think I've had a sober night for a real long while now, which is a real shame. There is a kitten in my life named Enid--she's Emalie's--she's a black tiny rascal. Being locked up in a cave is a lot easier when you have a little kitten sleeping on your lap, purring loudly.
I'm so ready to get out Seattle. Can't wait for New York with Emalie. Paris then Roma. Food, art, food.

man-size

Ruined my foot is a bout of drunken stupidity. I've been wearing a cast-boot thing and have been unable to walk without it. It's getting better, but still preventing me from really going out and enjoying the start of summer. Moving out of my room tomorrow. Couch surfing, starting at Emalie's place. I leave to New York on the 6th then Europe on the 12th. I've been pretty exhausted from doing nothing.

women

these are my women, they keep me in line.

cheap thrills

this is what i've been doing during finals. descending into insanity with a certain ms. janis joplin being the only thing keeping me afloat.

do

I have a to-do list:
1. Finish finals (exam, exam, paper, exam, exam)
2. Pack up room, store things.
3. Make plans for Portland.
4. Deposit the little money I have into my bank account.
5. Get a book, read it.
6. Sell/give away clothes.
6. Talk or whatever to someone. (I hate this, 666.)
7. Plan out Amsterdam trip.
8. Grocery shop, then cook.
9. Drink (copiously).
10. Go be in some nature (camp, lake, something jesus).

black magic!

glass man

"So, my little Amélie, you don't have bones of glass. You can take life's knocks. If you let this chance pass, eventually, your heart will become as dry and brittle as my skeleton."

instinct blues

listening to: Black Sabbath, Grails, Get Behind Me Satan (re-listening to this album is so so good), Spectrum.
watching: Philadelphia Story.
reading: Not a whole lot, I desperately need to venture to Twice Sold Tales or something.

I have couch surfing planned out for this month. I get to stay in the dorms for an extra five days then I'm making my way through Seattle, friend's couch by friend's couch.

beautiful women

Women whom I admire and think are essentially beautiful. A little bit of crush, fascination, and reverence. (Frida Kahlo, Sophia Loren, Björk, Jeanne Hébuterne, Meryl Streep, Anna Karina.)

someone great

Went to Sasquatch this past Memorial day weekend. Dirty Projectors, LCD Soundsystem, and WHY? were highlights. Muggy weather, a lot of consumption and sandwiches.
This song, never escapes me. Very relevant. (This too, Spacemen 3)

two favorite people

who i'd like to become, and who i'm more like now.

dusty!

less

What's with this back and forth weather? Also, where am I going to live this June? Is this the time to start singing Homeless?
Questions to ponder.

electric funeral!

And so in the sky shines the electric eye
Supernatural king takes Earth under his wing
Heaven's golden chorus sings, Hell's angels flap their wings
Evil souls fall to Hell, ever trapped in burning cells!


hair and black sabbath. this birthday weekend has been all about an excess of sun and consumption!

mr william

dia

Things have been peculiar. I'm single now. I've been listening to a lot of drone and bluegrass, drinking too much beer. Fried fish, expensive cigarettes, failed attempts to study abroad in France, and general restlessness. I want to take a long walk, but I'm stuck learning french negations.

coming down

listen to this.