karuna_lan

 

 

I loved the city
    one raspberry vodka
        120mph motionless down I-94,
the skyline splattered by lights
        like the fireflies
                 we used to catch in the suffocating woods
                            my New Jersey summers
                            your dragon clouds
            even in your oblivion, the mornings after we'd
                                                                                                fuck
         I believed I could use a different word
I'd love to
            rip you apart, down to the marrow of your bones
                    and hear that story
                                  again of how you got your scar
I loved the city because you were  the city
                                                                                                and I was lost

And not in the fun way.

/de-stress

My new job is fun. I basically get to do EVERYTHING. Well almost. It's an internet marketing start up business and they could use my awesomeness. The boss, Dave, is really great. A little awkward sometimes. But what can you expect from a middle age single dude living alone with his cat , Hoodler? Although I've developed a slight crush for Hoodler, he has the best personality I've ever seen in a cat.

Went to Asian Rock Night to see Zach drum. He got all sentimental on me. They played Glamorous Sky from Nana. They played this song last year as well...although back then it had a different meaning for me. Nostalgia is good.
"I didn't want to tell you we were playing it. I knew you'd come for sure if I told you, but I wanted it to be a surprise. Also I wanted to see if you'd come."
"What is this some kind of test?"
"Yes"
He's lost way too much weight in the past week.
Watching the guitarists on stage and Zach drumming makes me certain that if anything I am more interested in guys with musical talent. Geets are hot. There's too many jokes about drummers though, but Zach makes up for it with his gayness with the bassist.
I'm on 3 hours of sleep and I have to teach chinese class tomorrow.

Nobody ever picks up their phone anymore.

Need to stop procrastinating and get my shit done.
Need to take out this stifled human condition in some beautiful violence.


Missing the freedom...

I recently was informed of what a kodona was by eternityRaS. I had never heard of the term before but apparently I fit the stereotypes. And then being the not-so-lolita person that I am, hilarity ensued.

For my Sugar Pancake Muffin Tops