I called my grandmother today to wish her a happy Near Year. For some reason she started telling me about a guy who lived in her assistant living facility who had recently died. She said she knew it was coming, because the day before he gave up the ghost, he was walking around “staring into a void”
Whoa
I’m having a good time being alone / not leaving the house / spending any money
This is my 2015 self-portrait, which I am calling “Blade Runner Soundtrack in the Dark” (lol)
God! I hope I get hit by a bus soon
Not really~
It is 1 a.m. and I am talking to my friend Anastasia, who is in Pleasanton while I am in Oakland. I asked her to send me a picture of the face she makes when someone says “I love you.” This is mine:
Happy freakin New Year you jerks!!!!!!!!!!!