felt like i had stuff i wanted to say yesterday but was too tired to write down

my friends had a trivia thing today over zoom and i had intedned to go but when i got home from work i got a slight headache and stomachache so i went to sleep. woke up like five hours later. i guess i was tired, but i don't think i was particularly sleep deprived. i dont know

last night i went on a bike ride with alejandro and diego. i hadn't seen either in a while. i also hadn't ridden my bike for more than four miles in probably a couple months. at least a month. alejandro likes doing these rides with a group that meets on almeda. they're a fun group and the pace of the ride wasn't too bad. i didn't feel like going, but considering alejandro's moving to austin by the end of the week i decided i might as well.

most embarrasing thing i've been doing these past couple days is listening to live versions of 'creep' by radiohead a lot...

i posted the link to the zine on my twitter the other day. i'm going to print a few copies eventually. sending one to donovan and idk who else yet. tbh they just have to ask i'm willing to deal with the mail

ok so there's this neighbor guy who asks me for money every so often. i give him a few dollars when i can. won't give numbers cause thats besides the point. anyway i guess i met him earlier in the summer when he drubnkely asked me to play basketball with him. i think i worte about that. was in may or june. anyway, he had said he was going to get me a christmas present. he told my brother that. because i was a good person. or nice. one of the two. christmas passed and i never got a gift. there was a bag of pears that showed up but that was my next-door neighbor. yuesterday while on my ride my sister called me asking if i took my bike with me. i was annoyed cause duh, i thought she saw me. when i got home my other bike wasn't outside. i went in and my sister says that its in my room. i was confused as to why but then my mother tells me that the neighbor guy was about to walk away with it. that tehy heard the dog barking and didn't bother to see why until she had stopped, which is when they saw the guy opening the gate to walk out with the bike. my dad wnet out and got it back. they said he stopped when they opened the front door and said he wasn't trying to steal it. that he was just borrowing it to go to the store. which, even if true, you have to understand the optics in borrowing something without asking from people who you aren't necesserily friends with. i want to beleive him, sure, but its still such a weird thing to do

coming on here is way more fun when i'm at least one beer in. i don't think the chopstars take on wilco's 'yankee hotel foxtrot' was appreciated enough. it's easily a tyop album of the year. i guess i should make my notes app, top-ten albums list. it'll be on there. idk what else though. it's all a blur. of course a.g. cook, but other than that i have to think about it some more

i had my first print of the zine and realized what formatting errors i made. i think i corrected them now. have to reprint tomorrow to see. the issue i had was that i wanted to be able to fold and stable like a book. a clean fold through all the pages. the way i formatted the pdf made it to where each page had to be folded independantly, then sanwiched between the cover. so it made it thicker than it needed to be. and the staple had to go further into the page rather than along the 'spine'. it shoudl be good now. i do have to remake it (again (smdh!)) for the web version but that's fine. i already went ahead and fixed my site. it displays a pdf like how i want it to in the end, but obviously it's duisolpaying an outdated version of the zine. cause i have to reformat again. so after i finish and upload that, everything should be good. might share mty site again, like on my twitter. idk

the album was actually called 'yankee purple foxtrot'. the reimagined one

just finished the reformatting. i'm trying to go to bed at a decent hour. even avoided a nap earlier

i drove my cub through the washburn tunnel. i tried to record it but my phone was too shaky so it just looks weird. anyway, it was nice. it was fun. probably won't do it again for some time just cause it's so far out of the way

not sure how i got in the habit of staying up til four a.m. again. usually its a huge waste iof time but these past few nights, or mainly this one and half of another, i have been working on producing a zine full of my phtographs. i thought i just finished, but then remembered i wanted to add my 'some thoughts' poem. so i have to go back and add that. i was thinking of putting it in the sections page, but i may put it on the back cover. just to keep the inside more, fluid, i guess. i'm gonna go grab a beer

when my sister and her boyfriedn came over for christmas, they went out and got a pack of dos-equis. when they left the next morning, they took most of what was left, save for two, which, i don't know, i feel like they should've left all of them. or most, at least

ok adding the poem is taking more effort than i had hoped. almost done though

just bought some accesories for my honda cub. i'm hoping to have the whole passenger situation figured out within this week

have stuff to do tomorrow (mail stuff, pick up stuff, print stuff) so i'll go ahead anf finish what i have to do and go to bed

my grandfather died today. we were all hanging out in the living room/kitchen/dining room when i guess my dad got a call from a relative saying his father had passed. i didnt hear the call come in and i didn't notice when he left to his room (i was playing mario kart for the gamecube)

i had agreed to pick up my sister from her apartment out in dickinson so that she could go to the mall with my younger sister. i thought it was a dumb idea, but whatever, that's on them and their conscience. so she was here at home when my dad got the call. she's the one that told me. they ended up not going to the mall cause we were gonna go visit relatives

i was never particularly close to my grandfather. i guess when i was younger and more oblivious i would visit more often. his neighbor had a son my age and we would hang out a lot. i can't remember his name right now. i want to say it was 'irving' but i'm not sure. i think it had an 'r' though. anyway as i grew up i kinda stopped going. it wasn't much fun to go anymore. couldn't just run around in his backyard. to keep it simple, eventuallyu i caught on that him and my father didn't get along all that well. don't want to dive to into it but there was always some tension, and once i became aware of it i started to, like, percieve it more. so that obviously made me not want to go

i think the last time i saw him was last year. i remember having gotten back from my time in buenos aires and talking to them about it breifly. they being my grandparents. they didn't seem to interested in what i was saying then. he had been dealing with some kind of cancer, pancreatic i think, for some time. so in a way, there was a sort of preparation for it that had started for a while. i know it seems too removed, and maybe plays in to the perception that i don't have emotions, but i wasn't particulalry affected by his passing

we went to see my grandmother and whoever else was there, which was an aunt, and then later a cousin. first time seeing them in a while. my father and his sister and mother just recounted different stories about him. i guess i started to sympathize. i started visualizing myself with my siblings in their shoes. how we would deal with something like that. this is the first death in the family that i have dealt with, at least with any sort of relevance due to proximity. like, i knew them. i'd seen them throughout my life. and whether i felt close to them or not doesn't change that this is the first time i have to deal with a death like that. i suppose it is an easier case. since it probably won't evoke strong emotions on my end. i don't know if my father cried. i think he probably did. but i didn't see him. so i can't be sure

we got food after we left. i watched soccer with my father. his team won. i guess my team too. our team won, after overcoming a 0-4 deficit from the first game. i guess the universe gave him something good to balance out the negative. i know it's easy to disparage sports, but here, there is an example of how it can be good. a nice distraction

i want to jot down a series of events that have happened to me this week. though they're unrelated for the most part, they all do share having been annoying in common. i don't want to forget them so that's why i'm putting this effort in

the first happed on wednesday when i went to the store to get myself lunch at work. i went to the gas sattion that has a subway built in. i told myt coworker i'd get him a soda so i went to the fridges first. i picked up his and noticed that there was a special on sodas made by the same company. two for three dollars. so i picked another one and then went to order my sandwich. i used to get subway often last year while in argentina. was just close and inexpensive and fast. anyway i order my usual. i say no to the chip and cookies offer. i go to pay, but before i decide to get these plantain chips i hadn't had in years, and the guy is charging me over four dollars for the sodas. i tell him they're on special and turn towards the fridge, where the sticker is visible. he says "oh yeah, they change those every week," or something. he updates the price and i try to pay but the cvhip reader malfunctions. he takes this opportunityu to raise the price on the chips, saying that he messed up the first time. that they're "actually three-ninety-nine chips." it felt retaliatory. like he did that to get back at me for getting him to lower the soda prices. but i couldn't argue that one, since there was no price indicator. i could have decided to leave them, but i took the loss. he won that one, but i won't go back anymore

the second one was when me and a friend went to get chinese takeout. i hadn't been to the place, so i ordered general tso's to kind of guage how good the food there was. i looked at the menu. i debated adding egg rolls for three dollars more, but chose not to to save that bit of money. the lady handed me the cost ticket with the order and it read twelve dollars and some change. i handed my card and she did her thing and gave me the receipt to sign. i glanced at it and saw fifteen something charged. i didn't say anything cause my body instinctually signed and handed it back rather fast, so in my head i was hoping that maybe she thought i also ordered egg rolls or something. i wait with my friend and ask what his total was. his was fifteen, but he had egg rolls, which again, i opted out of to save three dollars. when she brought me my order i saw that i was just the entree. i checked my bank app and saw the fifteen charge. so essentially thjey got those three dollars i was trying to save, and i didn't even get the extra food. i assume it's the tip, and while it's not a wild amount, i still find it weird that they gave themselves a tip. like, i was going to anyway, but taking it without asking is odd and i did not appreciate it

the final thing was an odd one, and probably shouldn't have happened but im a "principled" person and it was a part of my praxis. yesterday i was punmping gas after going around town doing nothing. this guy came up to me. i thought he was going to ask for money, but instead he asks for a ride. he reaches out to shake my hand,a nd his thumb nail was kind of ugly, i won't lie. i tell him to catch the bus down the street, that it would take him to the greyhound stationm he was trying to get to. he said he didn't have money for it and asked again if i could just give him a ride. now i know most people would say no to giving a ride to a total stranger, especially one that says they were recently released from jail, especially during a pandemic. and yet, i said "sure" for some reason. i tried to tell him to get in the backseat but he sat himself in the passenger one. i told him i'd leave him where downtonw starts, but before i knew it i was already headed towards the station. i told him i knew how to get there but he kept giving me directions. he coughed a couple times which i hated. he didn't have a mask either. at some point he reached into his pocket and pulled out something that sounded like paper or money and a hat. he put on the hat and shoved the mopney back in his pocket. at least i think it was money. so he had lied about not beiong able to take the bus... but, honestly, i was on edge the whole ride. i could have gotten sick, or killed if i'm honest. gotten the car stolen, etc. and whilw the possibility of all those things sound bad, the worst part of this was him insisting on giving me directions. i wanted to tell him to shut up. i did tell him twice that i knew where it was, but he kpet giving the dumbest directions. "yopu can turn right here and then get all the way to the left" and stuff like that. making me snake through downtown, which is a simple grid. all i had to do was turn once on fannin but he had me turning left right left, and it frustrated me more than any of the more negative possibilites to my safety. i noticed him glacning around the cupholders of the car, obviously out of the corner of my eye, but i felt he might try and steal something. there wasn't naything though. and when he got off he left rather quick. no real thank you. unceremononious and i'll admit, that was the right thing to do. cause i didn not want to hear him anymore

well i just got my rejection email today. that sucks. i mean, they could've just not said anything, so hearing back at least provides the fact that the wait is over. guess i need to find something else to fixate on (like what moving to mexico was). also suppose i have to write another cover letter again eventually. i hate that

areli had retweeted a set of pictures from some local street photographer where they were all supposedly examples of 'seafoam green' in houston's east end. i liked it at the time to mark it, since there were some peculariatries with the pcitures that i wanted to look into later. one of them was of a church that is down the block from my job. i couldn't think of a time where it looked to be that hue of green. so i passed by it on my way to and from work and saw that, as i was expecting, there wasn't any seafoam green there. the colors were faded, but it was defineitly more grey than green. when looking at the rest of the picture, it became clear that there was some sort of manipulation going on. the white paint of cars also showed a green-ish tint. it could be one of two things. either he shot film and this is just part of the film's color reproduction, or he manipualted the hue either on camera or in post. i'm not syaing that the color wasnrt there in any of the four pics, but it definitely isn't organic in the church one

which cause me to question whether this fact can label the set disinegnuous. i'm on the side that it does, and areli seemed to agree. by disingenouous i mean this: street photography has an element of documentation to it. it should capture a specific moement as it happened. to introduce manipulated elements to the image in order for it to fit a theme would break that, in my opinion. i would argue the same against pictures that oversaturate and overcontrast, so changing hues is definietly included. and while i don't gain anything criticizing these images, especially since i won't do so publicly as a reply, the guy being a leica shooter (i think he's the guy i saw weeks ago at a protest) means i have every right to criticize him.

i applied to a new job this week. a social media editor position so i knwo i can handle what they ask me to do. still, i'm going to brush up on skills and stuff. sucks that i don't have an adobe subscription anymore. that would come in handy right now. want to brush up on indesign and maybe finally explore photoshop. like i can use photo editors i understand yhow to do things, but i've only ever used gimp and it does things differently. i'm trying to manifest this job. since it's remote, i hope to land it and buy a laptop and move to mexico throught the end of the year. i don't know how long remote work will be available, since it would make sense that companies with office leases would want to not lose all that money and woudl prefer to move back in as soon as they can. and i just don't want to be in the states for a while. everything here is draining. i suppose my income would go further too, but i'm not worried about that

i never heard back from the polling places that i applied to but myu friend, who well applied after me, did. if that's not a sign that houston life isn't for me, i don't know what is. i did get my job back and now that works picking up again i kinda miss the not working at all. like all that time to do nothing felt nice, even if it meant time just blurred together. i have to put in twenty hours this week and that's too much!

i finished that book 'drive your blow over the bones of the dead'. i guess i have to wait for the moshfegh book to be available. i could check the library website but i was so late with returning this past one that i'm too anxious to look at how much i've acrued in late fees. i just paid them off too before checking these out. i'm gonna finish the murakami one this week to get that back before it also starts acruing fees

grammarly used to check what i typed on here and point out typos. it doesn't do that anymore which has translated to more typos than in pregvious blog posts pre-blogger redesign. i don't think anyone is actually reading this anymore so it's not an issue i'm putting any stock in. it's only an issue when i go back and read these later and trip up every other sentence

i'm trying to add a photos section to my website. i think it would be cool to have that but i'm bvery impatient. like, i never even bothered to figure out the css to properly format my poetry that currently is available via a file link to google drive. i could just connect the file directly but i'm lazy to even do that... though now i'm havign the idea of adding it to a page like i'm trying to do with photos...

i've made progress with the photos thing. gonna call it for the blog post

i dropped my phone the other day while carrying it without a case. though nothing visibly broke, i have notcied a sort fo rattle coming from the top of the back, near the camera. it rattles whn i tap. and today i noticed that there is a click sound when the camera is launched. i notice it whenever i open the camera after its been closed for a few seconds. so i close the app, wait a bit, then when i open it it'll mkae the click. if i press home and open again it won't do it, at least not consistently. i want to think that it's done these noises for a while and that i'm only now noticing them because i dropped it and am paying more attention, but it could also just be the result of my carelessness. i have apple care so i can just get it fixed later on if it really does bother me that much

even buying things doesn't bring me that rush anymore. i think i'm just bored of everything

i think that what mkes covid more, i don't know, powerful?, in the sense that it has had a huge impact on culture, is that it didn't go away in a short window of time. when you think about all the other things that have happened recently, the nort korea war scare, the iran war scare, etc. all those went away within a couple weeks. they left the zetgeist as quickly as they came. and in recetn years, ocurrences seem to always up the ante when it comes to extremes. today i was in the car wioth my sister and boyfriend driving them to the airport. i mentioned the tropical storm in the gulf and how i suspect it could reach category two by the time it makes landfall, even though its predicted to just be a storm. i explained that this is becasue the last hurricane was expected to reach three, but made it all the way to cat five. the funny part here was that none of us could remember the name of it, even though it flirted wioth hitting us. that's sort of what i mean by entering and exiting our minds. and covid hasn't done that. it's lingered. but its done it enough so that even though people are dying from it everyday, our minds have tried tyheir best to move on. so we don't think of that anymore, just how it affects us personally. which is wild. but becasue of that, i suspect that when iot does eventually die down, by like the end of next year, maybe into twenty-twenty-two, that we will also just kinnda forget about it. like right now, people will joke about how its crazy to think we were all pressed up against each other at clubs and shows, how we would eat buirthday cake that someone just blew their breath on or took a bite, but i feel that stuff will quickly return and people won't see it as weird anymmore. that that enlightnement will be cast aside in favor of stuff that gratifies us. i'm not taking a moral stance here, i'm just observing

i tweeted something that enraged a lot of right wing idiots and bots and while i want to delete it cause it wasn't even that funny or amusing of a tweet, i don't wnat them to think that they somehow won or that i'm backpeddaling. i just think it's a corny tweet that i left up too long. i don't care about their moral outrage, just the aesthetics of my online presence

i've tried to get back on instagram but everytime it sends me the two-fa code, i get anxious and just ignore it. maybe some day soon

when i found out nick filed a police report, thats when i realized that even the most ardent communists (or is he an anarchist?) will still refer back to the police system when the situation "calls" for it. it felt like how seeing your heroes falter would feel, but i wouldn't say he's my hero or anything. just that, he seemed pretty strong on his anti-cop conviction, so to hear that felt like a small betrayal. though, i understand useing that tool agaibnst a scummy, wannabe slumlord who rents a property for one thousandf, divides it into five cubbies, and rents those for a thounsad-plus each to a bunch of young proferssionals who's parents pay that dumb price. he sucks, so i underatnd to an extent. still, unexpected

haven't taken any psychedelics in months. going to change that soon

i have to mail out a package later. i've adressed envelopes countless times at this point and still i find myself having to google image search how to properly writ the name and address on them. even though it's starightforward i need the reassurance of an ugly jpeg. no muscle memory yet

i'm accruing late fees on a book as i type this. have to hurry with that

started scannig paper pieces i have in order to try and do some digital collages. its my way of circumventing the single-use nature of these sorts of things. i'm feeding the hoarding problem, taking it digital.

ok so the grados i bought are now not working. literally, in less than a week the rigth driver gave out. it's very weird thogh. like, when i plug them into my computer only the left side makes sounds. when i plug them into my reciever using and asapter, same thing. even with my old iphone with the aux jack. but when i plug them into the ligthning adapter and then my phone, the rigth side makes sounds again. though its noticably quieter than the left, it's bareable up to half volume. past that, the right gets all distorted ina a blown-out sort of way. i contacted grado about it and they said it would be forty dollars to repair. said it probably needs a new driver. my dad agreed that the right driver was blown out. i was hoping it was a wiring issue. i posted about it online and someone who claims to own many grado said it was probably caused by the cables getting twisted, since the earecups can spin freely. i wasn't sure about that, since i had made sure to keep them from doing that. anyway, sucks that in an attempt to save a few dollars, and minimize my consumption of plastics by buying second hand, i know have to put half the cost of a new pair more into them. big bummer, since i was looking at getting a dac or a different larger pair of headphones. basically, that forty plus the cost for me to ship would have better been spent elsewhere. sucks, but this came on the heels of having been offered my job back

was asked if i wanted to work part time at the art asylum again. of course i said yes. twenty hours is half of what i would normally do, so i have a good idea of what to expect from the checks. it's better than nothing. and, when volunteering on saturday, one of the organizers, this was funny, had confused me with someone. he was yelling 'andale mijo' and stuff like that at me. obviously he was joking, so i didn't take offense. in fact, it was funny since i'm more often confused with some type of asian. so this dude is saying that, i'm laughing. i look at him and see he's like, desi, he comes closer and is telling me about how people would say that at his old job. asked if my mom or my dad said that stuff to me. and who did it more. then when i answer he implies that he knows my mom, so it became obvious i was confused with someone else, rather than just him recognizing me as latino or whatever. he soon realizes he has me confused and apologizes. i tell him its fine. then he asks me about myself and how i heard of the event. (we were digging four-plus inches of caked soild on the little drainage canals that run along the curbside of roads) he then offers have me do translating work for the. says they pay twenty to thirty an hour for it. obviously i say yes. this leads me to belive gigs would be about an hour maybe two. so i get offered that then when i get home boss lady texts me about the asylum. iot was a strange twist of fate, to get two little money offers like that. i had bought the last copy of a record store day release of a charli ep that morning, after waking up a bit late, and then made it to the service event i planned to attend. so it was a bunch of good things in quick succesion. followed hat up with the grados not working the next mroning. very strange, but i guess good and bad enerfgies had to balance out

i haven't skated in a minute. also realizing i haven't skated with j in a month. feels odd, but they're working and looks like i will be too

i went on this ride last week, and to keep this short, did eighteen miles at an average of fifteen per hour. i was doing it with some guys that, very clearly, bike harder and i do. their outfits. the fact that i could barely keep up. kept falling behind and they seemed to just be cruising. i considered myself to be better than average, and it may be true, but definitely couldn't keep up. in the first half i was closer. guess that means i just dont have the stamina. need to practice more. most of the rides i do are leisurely, so while i can handle a distance, it's the fifteen miles per hour that wore me out. having to try and keep their pace. i was cooked

i ordered a pair of grado sr80s off ebay for what i would have paid for sr60s on amazon. i'm happy with them. i think they look cool, in a retro sort of way. they sound good too, though i do wish i couldve tried the 60s as well. (i'm typing numbers.... i'll let it slide this time)

i have also started looking at a pair of philips. also open back. they supposedly have a more neutral sound than the grados, but i do enjoy the highs on these. still, may be interested in getting the phillips for the desktop, since they have a swappable aux cord, which means i can replace it with one that comes with a mic. i diy headset. they would have been slightly cheaper, pre-mic cord added cost. i don't want to think about it too much. i'll get them when i do, if i do

biked fourteen miles on monday at like, peak day. i had to pick up some library books. i should've had them sent to the same one, but i picked on library in the heights and one in my neighborhood. i had intended to pick one up earlier than the other, but i kept putting it off and eventually decided to just knock it out in one day. the heights library, a more affluent area, just gave me the book. the fifth ward library, far from affleunt, gave me the book in a bag along with bookmarks and information about how to properly dispove of kitchen grease. a pamphlet, a bag to put grease in, and a plastic scraper to put the grease in the bag. is there some kind of message here? is my neighborhood particularly prone to producing kitchen grease?

i went to a protest at a courthouse last friday. it was an attempt to halt evictions being processed that day. they said to get there at seven a.m. so i had to take the bus aroundd five-thirty to make it on time, which ended up not mattering since nothing really started until almost eight. and i got there before anyone so i walked around the place. i saw some people i recognized from when i've done shifts outside the jail in downtown, but they didn't recognize me. which is fine. it was more of a, i'm leaving just ast they're getting there interaction. i'm just good with faces

anyway the protest stopped nine of twelve hearings. which is good. i'm not denying that. but while people were celebrating, i found it hard to join, because i felt like we failed to an extent. sure, there was a net positive, but those three hearings potentially spell violence for a person or multiple. which, i know that pain, won't get into it, but i know the kind of trauma that can cause. i hate it. so i refused to even clap for myself cause it wasn't enough to me

went to the art asylum today to work in the darkroom with kaijah. he's working on tape covers for some music stuff he's putting out sometime soon. he took a negative of mine and used that to print an image and stuff.... actually i dont care about that right now. all i can think about is how they hired a new person and then i was introduced to them as 'he used to work here' which i was like... what do you mean used to... you know.. im confused. am i out of my art asyklum job? i know that in the past there were multiple people workin. me, nicole, nick, and another girl, forget her name, i suppose four of us could still work, but i just dont see that happening cvonsidering the finanacial implications of the pandemic and even now i just found out that they are getting rid of the teacher store side. i assume the rent cost became untenable... still a sad thing nonetheless. alright imma strop typing. my right hand is tired. i backed out of biking tomorrow morning. made up a lie

don't like how i'm twenty-fourth in the hold line for the new ottessa moshfegh book from earlier this summer. i just want to see if she did plaigiarise olga tokarczuk's novel. i managed to get be first in line for that, though it's a 'larger text' version. i guess that just means it'll be bigger/have more pages. i even checked with my old library and their wait line is about the same. would be easier to buy, but i don't want to do that. i have plenty other things to read as the line shortens

finally got the last part i needed in the mail today so i built the computer and have been spending time making sure i have the files and programs i use on here. it runs pretty well. i spec'd it out to where i could game or edit videos and stuff without much trouble, though i'm not sure how much of that i will actually do. i don't have the attention span for gaming. anyway, it just needs an extra hard drive and maybe a webcam. considered a mic, but that's not really necessary. wasn't that hard to put togehter, but still, i've wanted to build one since high school and i finally got the chance

for anyone that's interested, the build has a ryzen 5 six-core, gtx 1650 super, 16gb ram, and a 240gb ssd. going to add a 2tb hdd sometime later. also i get why people put rgb lights in their towers. looks dark and cavernous in there...

i have to get serious about looking for employment now. that said, my mopther just propsed we take a roadtrip to oregon? which i don't entirely believe is a real thing that dcould happen. but still. i guess the chances are non-zero, so i have to see how serious she was about that

i don't think activists should have clout. like, what would you need that for? i rememebr being asked by my professor irf i considered myself an 'activist'. i said no. don't remember the justification i gave him, but in my head, i knew that a label like that requires a lot more work and dicipline than i had at that moment. so to use it would have felt wrong. even now, i still wouldn't use it. so anyone that has it in their social media bio... i see right through it. i can't be fooled

three to four weeks ago, i was biking to my coworkers and this other biker got a flat right in front of me, as i was waiting at my coworkers spot. he eventually came up to me and asked if i had a spare tube, after trying and failing to patch it, which, i did. i gave it to him and told him to just send me a ferw dollars. i said to send three, even though the tube cost seven. he asked me if i biked a lot. have i said this already? he told me of some days that him and his friends meet up. i was out yesterday with diego. his bike got a flat so we had to take the train to where he parked his car. just so happned to be by where the guy told me his meet up happens. so i see them as i'm riding home and pull up to them. see the guy. he introduces me to everyone else. hands me a beer. we're talking a bit and he tells me about how last week a friend of their got robbed by someone that pulled through the group ride. and like momenets after, the guy who did the stealing pulls up. so the vibes are instantly ruined. and i'm just a bystander here. like i barely met them, so seeing a lot of them on edge was kinda funny. anyway nothing happened and i decided to go home. he told me they meet today too at a bar, but i was too busy getting the comp[uter ready and stuff to even try to make it out there. next time tho

ok i got the new keyboard and it feels a lot better than the other one. not as loud as i thought it was going to be. like, i felt that the click was going to have more of a thud to it

does vanilla even grow in france?

sometimes i think about how unnecessary what i write on here is. that no one will really ever read this or that even if they do, tehy won;t care cause there'e nothing inherently interesting here. sometimes it gets me down a little, but ultimately, i knew all that when i started doing this a few years ago. so it's not the biggest insight

one thing that is bothering me is how the fact that the library has not reopened is a direct result of the city deeming the work and purpose that libraries serve (ie. services that lower income people use freqeuntly) aren't "necessary" enough to put the effor tin to reopen. that the computer access they have is too much of a risk. that something as simple as checking out books through a curbside program at every location isn't necessary. that even just the space they offer to homeless people, considering it's midsummer in texas, is too risky. look, i just want the place that i would nromally work at to reopen, along with the library system. it's what i need to feel normal. and as i see all kinds of businesses and restaraunts and whatever other shit is reopened, i feel that this is down out of unwillingness to serve people. if a library is too risky, why are restaraunts not? why is going to a weekend brunch not deemed as dangerous as going to check out a book?

i just looked into it and a good amount are doing a crubside thing, but not all of them. why? if its a saftey thing, then a lot of other businesses are more 'non-esssential'

i put this back in my bio so that i can just write stuff here and not tweet as much

got a lot of typos cause i'm not worried about that right now

i know sofia attended some car protests out in her part of the country, but now that i saw the fliers for one here, i think they're kinda inaccesbile. like, you need a car to go to one? and gas? a license? insurence? etcetc. and while you can tag along with someone, kinda diminishes the whole 'social distancing' aspect some. i guess the other issue is that the ones that my friend went to were at specific locations. there was even one like that here a month ago or so. at a ice location. but to have it just drive around within the loop, idk, seems like creating noise for the sake of creating noise, which while you could argue that about all protests, at least the ones on foot don't worsen the air quality. at least it's scheduled on a saturday, so that those going out for lunch have a bit of a covid show. even with all this said, i would be open to going, but i'm uninsured and am not taking that risk

i want to get my hair cut by that russian guy in prospect heights. at least i think it was prospect heights

i started buying the components to build a computer to replace my laptop. it'll be a shared with everyone type of deal. real communist and what not. it'll be fine. i hope to have it built by friday, but there is a chance i will have to push it back. i'm typing this on the family computer, which somehow still runs. the keyboard sucks and ios hurting my right wrist. will make this quick

i went looking for baggies but did not find them. the patagonia site says they have them where i went, but i didn't ask. just looked and saw they weren't there. looking around, i was reminded how tennis outfits definietely skew towards women. like, mens outfits areboring and women's are much more aesthetically pleasing. so since i didn't buy the shorts, i spent that money on a new stylus and an anti-static record brush kit. apparently styluses are supposed to be changed regularly? i had mine since i got the turntable four years ago... the needle was all bent. i figured that's why it was sounding rough recently. funny, that money i had set aside to buy myself some k for my birthday. that never happened and now times have changed. more pressing matters...

i submitted some writing to two places and some art to a third place. still waiting to hear back re:art, but have heard back from one of the writing places. they said no, which, if i'm keeping count in my head correctly, i'm zero-for-three. wasn't surprised if i'm honest. it was definitely shorter than a lot of stuff they put out, so i had my doubts cause of that. the content, while i like it, i can see others not caring for it. maybe not enough happens. maybe there's no point to it. i could go back and add some surrealist elelemtns, sure, and maybe that'll maike it more likable, but i probably won't

ok so i actually leave for pennsylvania tomorrow, which means i have to get everything off my computer between now and tomorrow night. i thought i had more time. i also wanted to play tennis and/or go to some bike thing tomorrow, but won't be able to. bike thing is in the evening and the tennis would have been in the morning but diego can't make it. he offered to do something this weekend, but as mentioned, i will be in pennsylvania. i suppose i could ask someone else to play tennis but its fine. i'll take the time to get a tennis outfit or something. i also wanted to skate with j thursday, but can't do that either

took my playstation to hopefully get it fixed. they said that the issue it has ends in one of two ways: it works and the fee will be ~one hundred dollars or it can't be fixed and there is a ~thirty-five dollar consultation charge. manifesting the first outcome. will see it next week

i saw las cataratas de iguazu last year. it was surreal. now i'm gonna see niagara falls. was told that i should've seen them first cause nothing will compare to iguazu anymore. i hope that's not entirely true. while i don't expect niagara to be anything too crazy, i do hope to just be mesmerized by it for a while. that the best outcome

tried to recreate this hammer and sickle, hold up i think theres a name i have to google it, a hammer and sickle crucifix that evo morales gave to pope francis at some point. saw it in an image a friend sent and wanted to remake it as close to the original, but had issues with finding the right wood, and being able to cut it, both without spending real money, so i opted for lighter materials that allowed me to get the shapes right at the expense of structural integrity and thickness. i reinforced it, so it'll hold the jesus that i have to get from areli so long as it's a plastic one. if it's metal, if it's not heavy, it should be fine too. though i am under the assumption that it will be similar to a little trophy person, those gold-colored plastic figures. could glue but i was thinking a gold wire would be better. tbh can do both. i'll see tomorrow

man i've been listening to some youtube videos of this dude, timcast, and it's like, breaking my brain how bad they are. i don't know why i keep clicking on them. maybe i want to expose myself to the kinds of arguments these people make, but they're so inconsistent and then the comments are a bunch of idiots who clearly watch people like ben shapiro or steven crowder. i'm trying to remember an argument they made. they said that men are forced by society to be 'nice' and then argued that nice men finish last. and it's because they have to pretend to be nice and when that's not enough, then they get mad or something, which means that they were never 'nice guys' then. like if you're acting to try and get with someone, then you have to know you're not what you say you are. then there's one about a shooting in austin recently. that the driver who shot and killed a protestor did it because the protestor was threatening them and it was in self-defense. look, i'll play along with the self-defense argument, but they painted it as the protestor being irrational for having a gun on him at a protest. which like, right-wingers do that all the time, so it's not ridiculous for a lefty to do the same. either they both are or aren't. and then to say that the driver was threatened first, because the protestor has a gun and that is an inherent threat, ignores the reality of what driving up to and honking at protestors has meant for a while now. protestors have been getting run over by conservatives and police for a while now. that one incident in virginia, the countless ones from new york, its like, you have to know that driving towards and honking at protestors in an aggressive manner is in itself a threat. so the guy responding by going up to the vehicle with his self-defense item, the rifle, is not the the first act of aggression here. the driver knew what he was doing. if he was in the wrong place at the wrong time, he could've just waited. or turned around. it's ridiculous that these people see themselves are victims. because, if we're honest here, no one is in the right here. each side will victimize themselves, but to justify the murder of the dude and essentially gloat that he had it coming is wrong. and it breaks my head that people like this exist and just echo chamber each other like how their liberal counterparts do. i just need to log off

which, on that note, im realizing how little i need instagram. i haven't really missed scrolling or posting. like sure i'll be bored and wish i had something as instantly gratifying as ig, but i don't feel that i'm missing out. the one use for it i have found is that sometimes i want to look up a page on there but don't want to log in. so i'll do it through safari, but then i can only look at a couple posts before it prompts me to log in. i could use the burner i have, but i like to keep that as separated from the algorithm as possible. it's compromised in that i put my phone number once and now it recommends contacts even though i took it off. i'm hoping to do the same with twitter soon, or atleast by the end of the year. that the ideal. the goal

the worst part about following people on twitter because you know them, as opposed to following people based off their posts, means the already fractured, minimal sense of curating your timeline is diminished even more. like, not even gonna start with..., i mean just like, i know people but not that well so following seems like something i should do but then i regret it cause the content they share i don't really care to look at. i know i can just close the app, and i do that, but the mindless scrolling gets more mindless as the content is less and less self-curated. and for people i'm freinds with i can make the sacrfice, but for people who i've met a handful of times, idk, just seems masochistic on my end to not unfollow or at least mute

this isn't really that big of an issue in the grand scheme of things. i just wanted something to get the blogging ball rolling

i have my ollie down for the most part. well the still one. the rolling one, my pop needs work, but i should have it soon as well. i noticed that one of my wheels is a bit smaller than the rest. the color is different, so the size difference isn't too surprising, but i wonder if it affects the board in any significant way

i've been taking nine-mg of melatonin to help me sleep before six a.m. for a few days now. makes dreams more intense. like, i'll remember them more in the morning. i'll still forget them by the end of the day, but it does feel like i'm dreaming more

i have to roadtrip to pennsylvania again this week. i'm fine with that. looking forward to it actually. we might stop by niagara falls on the way to our destination. there's a chance we do it on the way back. not sure yet. even if i don't, i still want to get out of the house again

i started reading 'how to hide an empire' today. i got about fifty pages in. it's fine so far. i've had this since last august or september. is was a gift from the department at school. i might have more to say about it another day

i'm making a list of all the things i take a stance against. a, 'things im anti' list. have the basics like anti-imperialist, anti-america, but also more lighthearted ones like anti-soy milk and anti-rounding your height up. it's a list that will grow as i find myself in situations where i feel i have to take a stance on something

i finaly sold those tie-dye pants on depop. i don't want to get too specific with it, but i dropped the price on them a bit as a like, thanks for buying these thing. what i didn't realize was just how much depop takes from me. i got about half of what they paid after the shipping cost and the service fee. still, it's the only income i've had in weeks. gonna mail it out tomorrow

oh right, i tried to make choripan and chimichurri yesterday. it came out fine. not as good as i remember them. it was my first attempt anyways so i wasn't too bothered

suddenly, i have a feeling that everything i typed on here is 'pointless' and that i should delete it. will take that as a sign to just turn my computer off and go to bed

ok so i called, like i said i would, and they told me they'll make their decision by wednesday. obviously, i hope that they approve me. i don't expect to use it for too long. really just want until this extra cares money ends. im gonna continue manifesting it

one thing that i wasn't expecting, which i guess shows how little i know about labor/employee distinctions is that i was technically a 'seasonal' employee all these years. it makes sense in retrospect, but i didn't consider it. i just assumed i was on a, like, hiatus, or something. they read what my boss said, which is essentially my argument. that i would have worked again in may, had they reopened and stuff. i hope my boss wasn't annoyed by me applying for unemployment. i mean, we've been on good terms all these years, so i don't think she would be, but, idk, maybe cause i didn't give a heads up, there's a chance that could've been annoying. don't think so tho

these past few days, maybe even week, i haven't gotten good sleep. before it was just me schedule that was off, but now i'm just not getting the whole seven or eight hours. this may be why i've only been eating one meal a day. and when i eat that meal (it's large cause its the only one) i knock out for a minimum three hours after. i wake up gross and thirsty. it's getting to the point where i might as well just fast all day if eating is gonna make me go to sleep

i've switched back to using edge instead of chrome. i had to manually update edge by looking up the download link online, but since then, it's been a lot better. there aren't the same scaling issues it had before when using gmail or youtube or blogger. this is what caused me to switch entirely to chrome. but it imported everything quickly. and it uses a lot fewer resources (cpu and ram) which means my laptop doesn't get as hot and keeps up better. this computer's not that old, but given its history, anything i can do to alleviate hardware usage will help preserve it. i also opened it up and cleaned out as much of the dust and dirt that had accumulated in it over the years. fan doesn't sound as rough, and now spins up less cause of edge. don't see a reason to switch back for mopre than the occasional use

i was thinking about how gofundme is being used now as opposed to a few years ago, or even last year. i mean, ultimately its purpose is the same, but i've noticed an increasing trend in descriptors/adjectives on respective gofundme campaign pages, specifically those of a person. before they were titled 'help me pay for unexpected hospital bill' or 'help me finish this semesters tuition so i can enroll in classes' which are clear and concise. the about section would expand on that. now, though, the ones i have been seeing read more like 'help this gay latinx low-income person afford a new computer' or anything really. which to me comes off as people moving that information (ethnicity, orientation, financial class) from the bio to the title in a bid to help them get a leg up on others. that by putting it here, it will increase their chances to get funded. which, i get. like, you want to reach your goal and if this helps, then why would you not try it. but, to me, it increasingly feels like a sort of race to the bottom. where if you can add more marginalized identities to your gofundme, you'll get your goal over other people that don't do that. almost like guilt-tripping people into picking yours over another. but, as i said, most of that is whatever. i'm not so much condemning it as i am questioning the motive behind that. the one that does make me laugh though, is when they put 'low-income' on there. cause, like, duh, you know? you're on gofundme asking for money cause you can't afford whatever it is. it's implied that you're low-income or don't make enough to cover something, therefore a relative form of low-income at minimum. so that one definitely reads as a grasp at racing towards the bottom. that one, i might as well condemn cause it's silly. still won't though. do whatever. society is an algorithm, and what not

i havent gotten my unemployment. i'm in a sort of limbo. i haven't been denied, but also not approved. i got a call a couple days ago from someone in that department that told me to call them back by the twenty-first. i'll do that first thing tomorrow. maybe not first, but i will do it tomorrow. i've requested twice so ideally i get those and a third one. manifesting these checks right now

went to skate with j the other day. we both took some falls and hurt our left knees. pretty sure they hurt their's worse. nonetheless, i also fell. i'm making progress. i can land a still ollie now. for the most part. next step is a moving one i suppose. it's been about a month. a little less maybe. could have practiced more than just a few times a week but it's ultimately whatever

i have to give my computer to my sister for school. she's starting college and she's going to need one, especially considering the whole pandemic. this means around august twentieth, i won't have a computer anymore. that's going to be annoying. but, i know that my parents aren't in a position to buy her a new, capable one. so it's a sacrifice on my end. all i'm gonna ask of her is to not mess up her freshman year. i did my first semester. my brother did for both. she should be the first to move past that. fingers crossed

i'm like, three beers in and i'm really feeling them. haven't had a real meal all day other than breakfast. i was on maybe two or three hours of sleep and decided to get breakfast from burger king, which was a mistake. fell asleep again after eating my order and then woke up hours later with an upset stomach. this kept me from eating throughout the day. had only carbs, really, in the form of cereal or bread. cookies too. is it dysmorphia (it wants to auto-correct to 'dysphoria' but i don't think that's right) when i look in the mirror and hate how i look? i think im too full. that i need to lose weight again. i'm trying to eat one big meal a day, usually for lunch or early dinner, so as to help lower my total consumption. not sure if it's working

im glad i'm on here again. didn't realize how long it had been

but yeah, i'm hoping to build myself a desktop since i don't intend on moving anytime soon. so i won't need a laptop until next year at the earliest. maybe my parents will help fund this as a thanks for giving up my computer. not counting on it though

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i have to replace the battery on this computer before giving it away since it dies in under two hours now. i'm ordering that tomorrow. i can replace it myself. spent a couple days figuring out how to do it. messed up my computer but only aesthetically. did clean it up a bit from the inside. the fans don't sound like they're struggling as much anymore, which i thought would help the battery life, but it shut down at around fifty-percent on me earlier. so yeah, battery issues for sure

everyday i inch closer to just using my private ig as my new one. still noth quite there yet

gonna try this thing where i don't look at my phone until after i've had breakfast and stuff. i need to figure out a whole routine, but for now just having breakfast should be good. or maybe, like, i will be able to listen to something, but not check socials etc. i got a new phone for the first time in four years earlier this month. (thanks ariel). and since the screen is bigger, i find myself looking at it more, which isn't good. i think my screentime has gone up two hours, and i think that's because i stopped using my laptop as much. because of the bigger phone screen. but the youtube ads play twice and multiple times per video. i can't stand that

and in order to dispel any sort of gossip, yes, i had the same phone for four years. the first se. the one that looks like the five-s. and i did that on purpose. when i got it, i told myself i'd make it last. it was a good excercise in being environmentally conscious while getting the full use of something. i got the new se, the one that looks like the eight. it's black. wish they had a pink or something more interesting. white and red weren't doing it for me

my birthday is on friday. i'm hoping to go on a road trip, but i know, the whole covid thing complicates that. still, i wouldn't really be going out into the public. i'd be driving west into the desert. hoping to leave noon on my birthday. still planning that out. it's a twenty-two hour drive, and it's only diego and me right now. coming back from school (which i moved out of a little over a month ago) was roughly the same time and that sucked. and that was between three drivers. so, who knows. i'm down with the discomfort. i don't mind in the grand scheme of things. but diego might. hope not. i can't really think of anyone else to invite. cause i'd feel weird asking someone who diego hasn't met, but also, all our mutual friends are either not really that close to us, or have already said they can't. i'm gonna see him tomorrow, so i'll ask then what we're thinking. straighten that out.

yeah, i moved out of my dorm. i finished undergrad. i have a degree coming at some point. there's a chance one of my minors won't be on it, but i'm confident that won't be the case. i still haven't taken my stuff out of the boxes, which considering it's been a month, is a little alarming. i'm just lazy

i've been learning to skate over the past two weeks. right now, my progress isn't too substantial, at least not in any sort of impressive way. which is fine. so far i'm still gaining confidence on the board. def better than i was the first week. i won't feel like i've done much til i get my ollies down. it is hard when i practice on my own, since kaijah has been busy with work. but i've managed to skate with another friend, j, a couple times now. some pointers from them have helped. still, just gotta be confident when on the board. biking is so much easier... and more therapeutic. but it's been fun so far, apart from a few bruises

i'm almost done with undergrad. it doesn't feel like it. i want there to be another week. i can't focus on the work i need to do to finish. i'll panic soon, i know it

i suddenly want to travel across the country on a bike. i like to think the one i have can make the trip, but my parents say that it won't

read something that said that we'll all forget what life was like under quarantine not long after it ends. that was the headline, didn't read past that

been home for over a week now. doesn't feel like it tho. i just deactivated my twitter because i felt i was spending too much time on there, and unhealthy too much, you know? i also have a whole presentation i have to do research for, make a powerpoint for, and record my voice over it for. lots to do in the next, i don't know, ten hours. i set up the tv in my room next to me so it could be a second monitor. hopefully that allows me to spread out the windows and be productive. i could also just be delaying myself. don't know

i've considered doing a small photography project where i take pictures of the nearby railroad tracks to add context to all those articles that were published online not too long ago about how some chemical used in their foundation has been leeching into the surrounding community and causing higher rates of a rare bile cancer. thought it'd be cool to highlight that while i'm here, but then considered why i would do that. is it cause i want attention? cause i want to feel like i'm doing something, when i know it will, at best, just get people i know to think about it before scrolling and forgetting. and there's nothing really wrong with that, just makes me feel like i'm doing it just for that moment of attention. i don't think i am. in fact, i'm not doing anything yet. so, i can't be. i rode back there earlier. took a picture. thought of different pictures i could take with a better camera

speaking of, i dropped off my film today. don't know when i'll get it back. paper on the door said it will be delayed two-three weeks, which is a lot. they normally get it to me by the end of the week. hate that i have to pay to see them, but i want the pictures. i want to think about how much everything seemed normal when in europe a month ago. how there was an understanding of things changing, but the world was still spinning and waves were still crashing

i need to take better advantage of my time. i know it's technically not 'need' but i want to. i have time to do things now. i should use it. both small projects in my room and larger things like the photography thing or other artistic endeavors. maybe rework the website that i paid for. things like that. read books, etc.

ok, i'm finally getting stuff done. feels, good. i'm going to continue working on stuff today, between packing and wasting time

i don't think i'll be able to get into the darkroom. i asked an ra to like, let me in, but i don't think she got that. kinda just directed me to campus safety

while i wouldn't have minded staying in principle, i'm glad to get out because being here has been similar to house arrest. they never even gave me the option to apply for their 'dining' plan, so i never got food from them. they never unlocked the swipe-access to my house, which meant that anytime i left my house, i'd have to jump back in through a window. which is annoying, especially since some faculty live within eyesight of the window i jump in through. my house has also been really cold, so waking up shivering sucks. while i liked being able to wake up whenever, and listen to music loudly, and just generally do what i want without judgement, i'm also tired of eating the same stuff everyday and kinda just want to not have to worry about when or what i'll eat

i know that sounds a bit extreme, like i'm complaining, but i just want it to be clear that my college hasn't been as helpful as you would expect and institution that has gotten money from you for four years would at least attempt to be

i hope i don't track covid into my home

a piece of my broken tooth chipped off last night. was a little funny. it had that texture that fallen teeth have. i don't know how to describe it. kinda, like, a mineral?

so, as it's well documented by this point, colleges and universities nation-wide, globally even, have suspended in person classes for the remainder of this semester

i haven't been in a classroom setting for three weeks now, starting on four. consequentially, i haven't really been able to focus on anything. even now, as i'm typing this, i've put off writing this for almost two weeks, and i'm only doing it to make me feel like i'm getting something done when i know i should be doing catch-up work from this past week of class. the whole online thing, i think it can work, but i need to be able to go somewhere. like a library. if i'm in my room i find it too easy to just start doing other things on my computer. like, i started watching 'curb your enthusiasm'. funny enough, my philosophy professor, who i owe a lot of work to, is also binging this show. he said it in an email. though i feel he is much further ahead than i am

i leave for texas tomorrow. i got my flight for about fifty-four dollars, which is a steal when you consider i'm taking two checked bags and a carry on. i wish septa were running normally so i could save money on getting to the airport, but i think i'll uber. it's faster and i guess it exposes me less to possible corona carriers

i've started my morning the same way. i get up. get a galss of water and add a shot or so of apple cider vinegar. drink that as my coffee is brewing. then drink my coffee once i finish the apple cider water. i like the routine it gives me. i'm not sure how i'm going to get it back to texas though. i can put it in my suitcase but i'm scared it'll break and all my stuff will be drenched in vinegar. and i don't want to leave it cause, as i said, i use it every morning

sold my canon af35m camera to mike. i think he'll make better use of it. he shoots more than i do. it's a cool camera. i liked how it felt, all solid and old. but i shot one, maybe two rolls with it. so it's not like i needed it. i have other point and shoots anyway

i might buy animal crossing and play that on tuesday. my brother has a switch so i just need to get home first before deciding

found la croixs under my bed. i wonder if they mix well with fernet. i need to finish that bottle within the next day

ok i have to pack

last friday i went to center city to take some pcitures for my photography project. i was well behind where i should've been at the time in terms of progress. even now, i still need to finish and develop my last roll. i think i hit all five of the categories i had to have an example of. i don't think the unfinished roll will have any pictures that i would want to include in my five, but i still need to have it done for the assignment to be complete. i shared some on instagram and my friends liked them. i realized i'm still well behind where i need to be with the blog posts so i have to take care of that later today. or tomorrow at the latest

while shooting i talked to a few people. there were two skater guys recording some trick on a vhs camera. i took pictures of that since it made it easier to fill the two rolls. there was also a guy at the train station who stopped me and asked if i was shooting film. he told me about how he used to shoot on a pentax. that was nice. like, the social aspect of this trip

i leave for pa again on wednesday morning. last time i'm doing this for undergrad. earlier, as i was making coffee, i got a feeling that i had felt and saw the exact same scene before. but it wasn't in the ususal, deja vu, where you think you've seen this before in a 'i saw the future' way, more of a, 'i felt this exact way two years ago and now i'm feeling it again' way. if that makes sense. like i could acknowledge that i was reliving something again

last night i went out to axelrad with kaijah and katya. i spilled my beer trying to get into one of the hammocks. we took a shot of jameson, i think. i recounted many stories, that, though they didn't have much inherent value, they did keep the conversation going. talked about my most recent hangover. how earlier in the day i asked for a price fix on something i bought, thinking the difference was two dollars but it ended up only being forty cents. mentioned how embarrassing that was

i guess this was my first time officially meeting katya. i liked her. she seemed nice. we talked about peruvian food briefly. then about bernie. other things too

we went to house of pies after. a guy had his silver jeep cherokee broken into. when the policeman came in, it felt like a cafeteria scenario. where the principal yells and tells everyone to be quiet, and everyone shuts up and looks at him, and then he says whatever announcement he has, that's how it happened. he siad the car got broken into and then turned around and started walking away, which i found funny. like, wow so useful of him. i said 'thank you for your service' sarcastically. he didn't hear

i went to the camera exchange and got batteries for a couple cameras. the canon that i'm going to lend to diamond has a new battery now, but i'm not sure if it was worth it. i know that the batter is just for the light meter, but i don't think it works. we'll see. i also got batteries for a minolta. that one needed them for the shutter to go off. glad it worked. going to see if the same batteries work on another minolta that i set aside at work. we couldn't get the battery door open on the miranda. the woman recommended i go to a repair shop. i don't have time though. so i'll just use it without it. it should be fine. i think it was also just for a light meter

there isn't a copy of 'elroy nights' by frederick bartheleme in houston, i don't think. no library or major bookstore. jealous that my sister has to read him in high school. wish i had him assigned to me at some point