Sunday, January 16, 2005
subterraneo
(small cities are meant to be left)
hello, Austin, Texas.
me and you have some two-stepping to do.
thanks to everyone who came out last night to my going away soiree: warm beats and crowded kitchens make for evenings where you feel all awake and stuff. black-rimmed glasses and Lone Star beer are logos i can live with. seriously.
sometimes, I dont realize how strange it is to live in this country in these times: and more importantly, to live in this state.
I'm sure 89% of people here will never read a novel for joy.
and that's just downright criminal minded.
I'm taping turntables to the red clouds above me as we speak.
(buildings of eyes)
