The weekend was pretty crazy and in its fluctuations between stressful and nice and relaxing. friday i wanted to go out, but the rain was coming down really hard and I ended up staying in and having really good conversations in the apartment with a few drinks. I really want to get a copy of the codex seraphinianus and of the voyinch manuscripts. Woke up a little late, and walked through a street fair and tasted a really good $3 chili dog. Then that night i got to see one of my oldest and dear friends vivian, who's about to start harvard law, and was only in town for the evening. but things were really crowded, the bar and then club, and two girls with us passed out and were vomiting and two made out with each other, and it wasnt the best situation. plus girls get dramatic sometimes, friday and saturday night i ran into little moments where i had to just not be a part of it.

Someone asked me whats the one thing you like most about a guy.

I said when you find one that knows exactly what to say. not like smooth talking, but just knows what to say to you. or when to call.

The inside cover for my little journal.