i know i know i know

but i was sick.

then i got busy. then i got sick again. now im good.

im not good good because i have this issue with coughing that i will cough up phlegm but whatever its the winter and im a sensitive poet

and so many emotional things are happening in and around LA it’s bizarre.

for instance, at UCSB they had to cancel all of their finals so the kids can run away and hide at their parents house because of the fires up there.

my favorite teacher has had to pack up her family and shes considering just going to the ocean in a rowboat and watching the world burn from the sea

meanwhile we are seeing super weird photos of the smoke rising from the santa barbara + ventura region and it’s scary because when I think of the central coast

i think of the safest region in the whole world

it’s where i hope to escape to when The Big One strikes LA.

so to see it in misery like this is horrid. then of course there is the soon death of the Internet via Net Neutrality. Trump is trying to get the Middle East fighting with themselves. And the Cubs lost out on both the great hitter from Miami and the pitcher/hitter from Japan.

the only thing making me believe in humanity right now are my friends, the pretty girl who parades around my house half nude, and the upcoming Star Wars film which i have secured tickets for on Thursday night at 10pm even though i will probably fall asleep before the previews are over.

which brings us to Pussy Riot, Russias finest all-female punk band

who plays this week, two different nights in LA, and i wanna see it but i have to make money at Uber

and im so tired,

so tired.

so.