ask me some shit.
Kind of want to get my life back on track. Hanging with Duranko and Jay today. Put out a new EP. Getting a haircut from Erika on French Friday, then hanging out with Josh and Duke. Got a new job, wearing a shirt and tie and stuff. Going to New York with Adam. Going to K-Zoo with Relationships possibly. Playing a show on Monday. Eating 2 dollar pizza again. Chris Putts new Keystone EP, whoa.
Yeah, cool. I’m stoked.
A lot of my friends are contemplating dropping out or not enrolling in school and I’ve realized this as a trend in a lot of kids who don’t want to “conform” to the popular image of college life. But what I’m waiting for is the one kid that’s gonna be like,”I’M GONNA GET A DOCTORATE! FUCK THE SYSTEM!”
Jidai Matsuri (時代祭り) Festival, Japan
The Jidai Matsuri (時代祭り) or the “Festival of the Ages” is held every October 22 in Kyoto, Japan. In celebration of the anniversary of the foundation of Kyoto, over 2,000 participants dress in costumes from various periods of Kyoto’s 1,200 year history and transport a portable shrine called a mikoshi from Kyoto Gosho (京都御所 Kyoto Imperial Palace) to the Heian Jingu Shrine.
Instagrammers at yesterday’s festival captured beautiful scenes throughout the parade. Be sure to check out the hashtags #jidaimatsuri, and #時代祭 for more!
i just found out that this guy i was pretty good friends with throughout high school isn’t going to vote because he’s too ~punk~ or something. it just baffles me that he somehow thinks that this is a good idea. look, like i get it. politicians are liars and there are a lot of really fucked up…
I don’t think I’ve ever loves you more.
So today, my friend Cody from Dads Makin’ Out came over and Cody doesn’t wear underpants. So i was wearing this uncomfortable like torn boxers because they were the only ones I had that were clean.
Anyway, he’s like dude, ditch em. My initial reaction is like naw dawg. I can’t. But these undies were so uncomfortable that I’m like, fuck it. I ditch the shorts and go boxer less.
We head out to the bar and get drinks, still free here. Never have I ever felt so alive. Boxerless and free. I stood taller, laughed harder, was less constricted.
Finally, I get home, get ready to disrobe for bed and I figure, hey, no underpants, whateves. Now, I’m in my bed, nude, listening to the new Relationships album and googling cats. Fuck, this is comfy.
I wish it didn’t play out like something Tim K. wrote in his Journal.