‎"One protester told an LAPD officer: "If you give me a hug, I will leave right now."

"Are you serious?" the officer asked with a smile. He appeared for a moment ready to comply, but then moved away."

picking leaves out of my hair

wish i was there at the troubadour. i'll see you sometime in my life.

#sharkfacegang

heh

overnight therapy

i dreamt of my letter

i had a dream and we talked. it was trivial small talk but we talked. there wasn't a hi or a bye but we talked. we don't talk anymore but we talked.

spindle neuron

fat jerry, two lemonades, onion rings, diddy riese sundae, apple pie with akboche. good times.

once i'm well-rested and well-fed and mostly de-stressed, my idle mind changes.

left tilt

scenes from the suburbs

trauma

hardboiled eggs and pancakes, hole in the wall burger with fries, chipotle, tater tots and caramel cheesecake at hooter's. solid pre-thanksgiving warmup.


and a day with some of my favorite people in the world at one of my favorite places in the world. the air felt so fresh tonight.

a monday, a friday, and a five day weekend. i'll take it!

and finally going home tonight. finally.

the gay lifestyle

the nicest place on the internet

this just made my afternoon/evening/latenight of work seem a little more bearable. almost done with this assignment - sure am going to earn my thanksgiving break.

"How to lose your innocence but not your hope. How to laugh forever."

pepper spray

"In America, nobody says you have to keep the circumstances somebody else gives you.

She learned these things, but I couldn’t teach her about Chinese character. How to obey your parents and listen to your mother’s mind. How not to show your own thoughts, to put your feelings behind your face so you can take advantage of hidden opportunities. Why easy things are not worth pursuing. How to know your own worth and polish it, never flashing it around like a cheap ring. Why Chinese thinking is best."

"Not know your own mother? ...Your mother is in your bones!"

11th on the grid, in!

weeping skies, overflowed drainage

willy wonka now

a. ricordi photography

guilty

so, so happy that my mom was at savanna hs today to watch our performance. so much.

ok, that's ridiculous. and awe-inspiring.

yeah.

this'll make me want to go to seoul. this and their noodles.

commutes, perspective

"for those still doubting the artistic integrity of lady gaga..."

"mendacity is a system that we live in. liquor is one way out an' death's the other...."

norm

penn state psych

why are these so amusing

with sunset before 5 pm, everything feels inefficient and overwhelming. 

that pressure in my chest is back, i think. might just be my imagination?

sometimes you just need a step back for a perspective check.

i think it's magic, sometimes

macabre merry-making

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black rhino

"underground temple"

refraction

murmation

this sounds like a question on a college app - but i do wonder

"oh, no, he'll come back...these private little revolutions always die. the compromise is always made. in a peculiar way."

twelve hours of sleep in eleven hours time (i<3dst), steaming spiced trader joe's apple cider, pumpkin pie, fresh post-shower air

strangers, again.

universal

it's beautiful

5:30 am call
40s fahrenheit chino
angry bull fog puffing out every breath, lambeau field status
huge orange egg yolk sunrise
snow-capped san gabriels

wei

gershwin

a little piece of childhood saved

november? boy.

love, daddy