there's not really anything interesting going on in my life. i just wanted to tell you all to read yesterday's get fuzzy. poor satchel.

i've mostly been reading. yeah. mostly reading. i got really drunk a few weeks ago and passed out in a phone booth after texting a friend the simple, but clearly drunken "hemp me. ina bopth. cant get out" then when i found my way home i tried to drunk dial aaron, but (thankfully) failed, on account of it taking a lot of concentration--and apparently some sobriety--to hit the 30 numbers in the correct order to make an international call.

i'm going to dc in less than two weeks. very excited about that. that's it for now.

love you all,
bubba.