the poem sucked. but so did the sandwich, so i'm no worse off. i need to head south. 1 month ago
just traded a street kid half my wendy's chicken sandwich for an original poem, scrawled on the back of a flyer for gym memberships 1 month ago
at at "speakeasy" downtown sf. feels like a 30s themed bar in disneyworld. good scotch selection though 3 months ago
"when ya don't know how many halfempty bottles of booze you have, its not cos you haven't been drinking"-some writer wrote it, but i live it 5 months ago
