So, maybe it's just that I'm not the best at knowing what's good for me. I learned at a young age how to fend for myself, I was a scavenger & a fink, wiling & bastardly, & I often find myself falling back on those old modes of self defense & survival. I'm fairly infamous for mucking things up, & like a sycophant phoenix I've become obsessed with my own rising. Once everything seems good, once the foundation's set, I go & destroy it, knock it down to build again. Ad nauseam...

So, to conteract these nihilistic thoughts I'm making a list of what's good.

• Aliza "the quiet one" Fones. Wonderful. The most blessed thing in my life right now. I'm serious about this girl. Aliza, don't let me fuck me this up. Don't let me ride only the calm waves & tell me to get my head out of my ass whenever you find it necessary. You're so much cooler than me, I trust your judgement.
• My friends. Come on, brahs. The smallest things stand between us & genius. Don't let's forget ourselves.
• Music. I believe enjoy your fall... has something going for it. We just need a sugar daddy, any volunteers?
• Dolly. Sorry about dissing your butt last blog, little kitty.

I've gotta jet. Work's a-calling.