A few nights ago, like 10 cop cars were on Alberta and 15th around 2 am. A man was drunk driving at 100 miles an hour, running red lights. This man's fiancee lives above where we live, and she just happened to go outside to talk to the cops right in front of our window. We creepily listened to the entire converstaion for probably half an hour, peeking though the slightly opened curtains. No one noticed us until a mentally handicapped bystander looked straight at us and started to make weird noises to indicate that he did in fact see us! Then I thought about how mentally handicapped and disabled are horrible, inaccurate terms. People that we deem incapable to live like us have different talents and attributes that I could only dream of having. It would be so cool to switch bodies

I'm sick!

The other day I read about a skin condition called dermagraphia. I figured out that I have that shit! For years, I've had crazy red itchy bug-bite looking things on my skin that go away after half an hour, but I finally figured out why they happen! From what I can tell, I only have a mild case. "Symptoms can be induced by stress, tight or abrasive clothing, watches, glasses, energetic kissing, heat, cold, or anything that causes stress to the skin or the patient. In many cases it is merely a minor annoyance, but in some rare cases symptoms are severe enough to impact a patient's life". Haha, energetic kissing!

I am also sick, even more!, of school. I have one more huge hurdle and a few baby ones. Then, I am free. Not a single time in my life before this will I have felt as free! NO MORE POLITICAL SCIENCE!

Then, only a month in Las Vegas. THEN Portland in the summertime! It all sounds pretty pretty good

Saint Francis spawned such a nice city!

From last Wednesday until yesterday, we were in San Francisco!

Chance, our friend Natalie, and I drove there, and I had soooo much fun! To summarize, we drank boba from the most famous Chinatown outside of China probably and bought many cute and cheap decorations (lantern, butterfly hangings), we danced to jazz and 50's music and got drunk at a bar, which I got into by using Chance's friends ID, we took shrooms at Golden Gate Park, where we layed around, looking at the insane clouds and other people who were also on drugs, we visited many San Francisco neighborhoods (Haight and Ashberry, Chinatown, Little Italy, Russian Hill, downtown, the Mission, the Castro, and they were all so beautiful and distinct from one another), we ate lots of yummy and expensive food (which was vegan for the most part, so twice as good to me than it actually tasted), we stayed at the oldest and proabably one of the fanciest hotels in San Francisco for a night (it was called The Palace), where we took a bath while drinking whiskey and pretending to be rich, we went to the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art (which had weird and interesting exhibits), and so many other things!

Overall, what I have to say about San Francisco is that it has to be one of the most beautiful cities to ever exist! There are so many nice and so weird people, and I want to go back soon! It made me feel so happy just walking around, holding hands.

Boring

Doing a boring report, distracted

Watched Rosemary's Baby, got creeped out, really liked it!

Haven't showered in days, teeming with hobosity

Just got out of the rain, such low viscosity

Life of Gluttony

The other day, I stayed after my philosophy class to talk about the self-centeredness of Hegel and western philosophy with my professor. The next class, he made a lesson about the things we talked about! I felt so wanted and loved in the major of philosophy!

Yesterday Chance and I watched Coraline, which was adorable. The story was so creative, and the animation was so cool! Also, the Clive Owen movie, The International, which was a long and boringass movie with an ending scene that made it kind of okay to have wasted some time watching the rest. James Bond without no Bond girl or James Bond. We shared a tiny box of sad nachos that still tasted pretty good, and we drank chocolate milkshakes.

Then we bought more food at the grocery store, more ice cream, and the old cashier man that was managing the self check-out asked if I needed help carrying all the ice cream. Then we smoked weed even though I had a ton of homework.

Today I woke up early and pretty dead from the night before and experienced a sunny day in Portland!