i learned a song on guitar for you, you fucker

Aw fuck. Devendra look-a-like is gone. I'm shitfaced. Wishing I were still out at Frazier's. And somehow, I feel SO alive (which sounds ridiculous) that it's unbelievable. I want to see him and you and it hurts but it's easy. Fuck.

On a good note, I get to see an old friend tomorrow.

Also - a really old and really embarrassing photograph for you to enjoy.

OH, OH. I forgot. A LAWYER MAN bought me my drinks. I'm so proud of myself.

when i lived alone

I think Justin Vernon and I would be very good friends. He could sing and play guitar to me, make me mimosa and let me scratch his head.

On another note, shoveling. The shoveling that I cannot do because I have no idea where the snow shovel is. I contemplated using a normal shovel and came to the quick conclusion that it was a stupid idea. And - I brought out The Boots. Why did I do such? Because of The Snow. I'm sure you understand.

Anyways.

old bay

I'm a libertine. I'm single for the first time in a long time. I'm a woman in interesting times. I'm a product of mass consumerism but I've planted my own garden. I'm able to drive wherever I want, listening to whatever radio station I'd like to. I can run away. I'm a student and I can legally drink. I enjoy America's favorite passtime and am lucky enough to live on the coast. I can hangout with whoever and write whatever the hell I want.

Folks, I'm feeling just fine and for once in my life I have no plans.