i keep christmas lights up year around. i have a shrine to jfk on my wall. my cats look like aliens. i don't take credit for the photos. disclaimers remind me of 7-11 and tahoe in the winter. i like joy division a little too much. i like sleeping in cold rooms. i tend to befriend inanimate objects much too often. i love my ukulele. i am going to live in latvia. i am currently in a hypomanic state. that is why i am writing so much.
"He is not so much performing as functioning... they look at him with that expression people get when they wonder if they have enough gas to get to the next station." - Roger Ebert on Ian Curtis
damn you pleurisy. seriously, only charlemagne and people in jane austen novels come down with this shit. and it fucking hurts. I’m going to tahoe tomorrow for a week, and I have no idea if I’ll even be able to ski. ugh.