literally nothing has changed. well, now i get drunk and weird at a bar instead of at home.

recap of time lapsed.
- madness ensued in the following places: my apartment, the four, the oriental theatre, my work, other people's apartments, fake graveyards, etc.
- i fell in love with: many new friends, daniel richter, karen dalton, ingmar bergman, the new york times crossword puzzle.
- the world continues to follow the laws of physics by both constructing and deconstructing itself everyday.

two short poems:
1.
there is nothing to be said
about these days
of endless nighttimes
just edging towards the absurd
we wander the streets madly
with a fury that resembles youth
but it is the inevitable prediction
that nothing good can come of this.

2.
I cannot describe the manic
expression of drunken young men
on tables performing
strange homoerotic antics
with bare chests a beating

see:
wake up by shocking pinks
thieves like us by new order
dear prudence the beatles
where damage isn't already done by radio dept.

everyday should be a sunglass party.