Tuesday, August 31, 2010 (243/608)
Packing up my room for my big move.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Monday, August 30, 2010
The 365: Day 607
Monday, August 30, 2010 (242/607)
Drifting, falling, floating, weightless. Calling, calling home.
Sunday, August 29, 2010
The 365: Day 606
Sunday, August 29, 2010 (241/606)
Jarritos: Lime. Fullerton CTA to work at 4:30 A.M.
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Friday, August 27, 2010
The 365: Day 604
Friday, August 27, 2010 (239/604)
During my lunch break I decided I’d rather kill myself than finish my shift.”
I got a flat tire on 1-90/I-94 at 4 A.M. Jorge helped me change the tire later that afternoon. Men!
Jacci @ Beauty Bar
Chess / Mother Hubbard @ Beauty Bar
Stormy @ Beauty Bar
After, after hours.
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
The 365: Day 602
Wednesday, August 25, 2010 (237/602)
I only like driving alone, late at night. I don’t want to be responsible for other people’s lives.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
The 365: Day 601
Tuesday, August 24, 2010 (236/601)
Taking inventory at my family’s storage unit for things for my new apartment.
Monday, August 23, 2010
Sunday, August 22, 2010
The 365: Day 599
Sunday, August 22, 2010 (234/599)
There’s a tear under my right eye. I was shoving down sushi smothered in wasabi.
Saturday, August 21, 2010
The 365: Day 598
Saturday, August 21, 2010 (233/598)
They say you should only brush the ones you want to keep.
Friday, August 20, 2010
Thursday, August 19, 2010
The 365: Day 596
Thursday, August 19, 2010 (231/596)
The basement of TBH. Chuy asked me to be a good little honky and get a bushel of avocadoes.
Doms at Exit.
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
The 365: Day 595
Wednesday, August 18, 2010 (230/595)
Receiving late night S.O.S. texts. What else is new.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Monday, August 16, 2010
The 365: Day 593
Monday, August 16, 2010 (228/593)
I bought this to help me go to sleep. It’s too thick, tastes disgusting, and I don’t think it worked.
Sunday, August 15, 2010
The 365: Day 592
Sunday, August 15, 2010 (227/592)
Chillin downtown next to the river after Violet Winter rehearsal.
Saturday, August 14, 2010
The 365: Day 591
Saturday, August 14, 2010 (226/591)
Trying to kill another one of the voices in my head. Execution-style.
Friday, August 13, 2010
The 365: Day 590
Friday, August 13, 2010 (225/590)
At Holiday Club with Oscar for Violet Winter’s drummer Mario’s birthday.
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
The 365: Day 588
Wednesday, August 11, 2010 (223/588)
“I don’t know how to read or write.” –Tommy P (Dictated, but not read).
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Monday, August 9, 2010
The 365: Day 586
Monday, August 9, 2010 (221/586)
One of many scars from dancing half naked with Loony at my brother’s wedding until 4AM.
Sunday, August 8, 2010
The 365: Day 585
Sunday, August 8, 2010 (220/585)
Day after my brother's wedding:
Found in the morning lying next to the refrigerator.
Beach.
Help put things away. Take a swan dive into a sea of folding chairs that were still set up for the wedding from the night before. Why? Because I thought it would be funny. It was.
Go into town to pick up 8 pizzas with no shoes, and wearing my groomsman shirt, open. Got scolded by the clerk. Townie.
Drank with the wedding party until midnight, talking and eating pizza.
Hung out with this chick, drinking on her deck overlooking Lake Michigan from midnight to 6 A.M.
Saturday, August 7, 2010
The 365: Day 584
Saturday, August 7, 2010 (219/584)
Jorge, my “+1” to the wedding, and my cousin Timmy C, at The Village Green (behind the Soda Bar) sweeping and helping to get things tidy for the reception.
First comes love . . .
. . . then comes marriage . . .
. . . then comes my niece awkwardly passed out and taking a nap for the big night of dancing ahead.
I wasn't aloud to wear my pink Ray-Bans for the wedding party photo shoot. So instead I had to wear these. I look like I'm ready for a night of date-rape at Sound Bar.
Friday, August 6, 2010
The 365: Day 583
Friday, August 6, 2010 (218/583)
One of the groomsman of my brother’s wedding iced me at the deck party we had at my cottage after the rehearsal dinner.
Thursday, August 5, 2010
The 365: Day 582
Thursday, August 5, 2010 (217/582)
Back room of the Soda Bar in Michigan. We had a bonfire, we did some night swimming, nothing out of the ordinary.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
The 365: Day 581
Wednesday, August 4, 2010 (216/581)
Doing out of town concert research with Martin Atkins’ Tour:Smart. Don’t get the wrong impression, the book is great – I’m exhausted.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Monday, August 2, 2010
The 365: Day 579
Monday, August 2, 2010 (214/579)
He makes food. I eat it. No matter how many times I try to kill him, he remains.
Sunday, August 1, 2010
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