Everyone hurts my feelings.
I got slowdive tickets and I’m so happy. Interpol is already sold out though so I’m also extremely depressed.
Last night I dreamt that the permanent host at honeys was a team of rats that rode a toy train around the ceiling of the restaurant. Meanwhile, I was deaf and I couldn’t breathe and I was flailing on the ground but no one noticed.
I slid out of this woman.
The Maria Bamford comedy special is like if Twin Peaks was a comedy special. I think it’s funny but it’s also making me feel really weird and I don’t really want to watch it alone.
I wish I spent more time recording things that I write. Here.
Owls at union transfer
I am so happy.
Stranger Than Paradise | 1984
2nd favorite movie
Kat did this thing for me. It’s not done, it’ll be white/gray when we finish it. Every time I look in the mirror it feels kind of like I’m wearing a white person costume.
I miss drinking alone at bars and drawing comics. Except not really because that’s depressing.