furthermore

so. i broke down (or maybe exploded) and got my DRIVER'S LICENSE. had a burst of DOUCHE-HITTING last week and spent some quality time at the DMV downtown and in gladstone, and now I CAN DRIVE. also, i obtained ANOTHER GODDAMN TRUCK. since giving the big red bastard to erik, i feel it's alright. and i got INSURANCE and whatnot so i can drive FUCKING LEGALLY. this is a huge motherfucking deal, as the past NEARLY EIGHT years have seen quite a bit of furtive, panicky driving. now i can cruise around COMPLETELY IMMUNE to the dangers of the sketchy class. it's fucking weird. and kind of cool. i have a TRUCK. i can GET SHIT. (it's a little truck. probably half the size of the red bastard.) but it has a cd player, which means it's perfect. i can drive around and listen to cursive and dashboard confessional and ani difranco and pretend it's 2002. HA.

so maybe i should drive somewhere far away. ahem. miami? maine? lord knows. put the bike in the back and go to bloomington?

so, yeah. also i've been getting up at 5:30am. that's kind of genius, in a retarded old-person way. maybe this weekend i'll get up at dawn and put the overalls on and drive the truck somewhere. listen to the fuckin' eagles and turn my hair gray.

i keep drinking coffee even though it makes me feel like shit.

i didn't think i'd pass the vision test at the dmv.

the new xiu xiu album is great.

dan bern is coming to town. i sort of want a stone temple pilots t-shirt, maybe with no sleeves.

the sky is blue blue blue like hell. the years have been good to me.

i love you all.