I have mostly been relishing how easy life is while simultaneously worrying about the future, which is sort of waste. I recently read a series called The Hunger Games and afterward I became obsessed with it. I forgot how much I love reading.
Instead of quitting smoking I switched my brand, to American Spirits from Marlboro Special Blends. Exciting news indeed.
I bought a new wardrobe at Goodwill.
I hung out with my friends on top of a roof at a party.
My brother went back to jail, but on charges unrelated to drugs for a change.
I looked at apartments in East Lansing and pretend I can afford them and I even go with my friends and tour them and we make vague pipe dream plans about living there but then we leave without signing anything.
It dawned on me today how long it's been since I've done anything creative like write or draw or play my ukulele or listen to really good music or watch a really really good movie. I miss being blown away by art.
I went to see Middle Class Rut play at the Loft.
I smoked and then tried eyedrops that made my eyes feel like they were minty fresh.
I went to a new hookah lounge where your group sits in cool little tent/ rooms with big floor pillows and they put fruit on top of the hookah.
I had relentless dreams about John Lennon so I took down my John and Yoko poster.
I ate a grapple, which is a grape crossed with an apple.
I had a tornado go through my area. The power went out and a I played blackjack with my dad and we bet pennies and I won because I have an awesome poker face.
I spend way too much time on Tumbr and not nearly enough trying to find a job.
AND THAT'S THE NEWS FROM MY LIFE.