pain pills and an anniversary before a departure

four days have passed since this blog's one year anniversary. it's not often that a blog makes it to the one-year mark, so i guess i'm calling on gli altri to get postin'.


it's not like you guys have anything better to do right now.

i have had (superfluous) teeth removed and read various texts in preparation for my chinatown bus move to brooklyn on sunday. this has proven to be a restful week, even if the first half of it was spent in a pain/percoset-fueled delirium. i have found so much online that i want to read but haven't had time to get to all of it. i got a new t-shirt in the mail, as well as a book my new employer (i start a week from today) sent me about a notorious, sleepy predecessor.



there's something exciting about entrusting yourself and your necessary possesions to the whims of the chinatown bus. will i make it? will my bag(s) be ejected somewhere on interstate 91? how much longer will these new holes in my mouth outlive their welcome?