although i'm done with work,

i'd like to think that i have better things to do than drive all the way to los feliz for a drink, but that would be a bit self-aggrandizing.


i start grad school in a few months, so ideally i'd like to be moved into my new place by the beginning of september. but that's a bit of a problem because i haven't found said new place. i've always lived with people, but i suppose it's time to give this living alone thing a try. craigslist isn't much help in the roommate department, because either a) everyone on craigslist wants a female roommate, or b) the person seeking roommates is a "clean SWM fond of full body massages." if anyone wants to let me in on some westsiderentals.com account action, that would be sweet.


by the way, tap tap's lanzafame is perhaps the most wonderfully refreshing pop album since oh, inverted world. i don't want to call it this summer's clap your hands say yeah, because it's so much better. do you remember that time in 9th grade when you ran into the girl you liked at the neighborhood sav-on and you guys started talking and it seemed that she was finally starting to notice you? and right when you have her laughing at one of your lame jokes that was seemingly delivered effortlessly (and most likely stolen from conan o'brien) but was actually the result of hours of practicing in front of the mirror, all of a sudden you hear your mom from a few aisles down announcing to the whole store, "i got your eczema cream, time to go sweetie!" well this record will make you forget all about that.

i've been saying," ah fuck" a lot lately.