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ocelot

today i was in lancaster.

i watered the plants and spent some money and drank coffee but only in the company of various people who are my peers, and not alone like i usually do.  i wrote thank you cards to people i have never met.

“dear scott and gay, thanks for the money.  i used it to pay my gas bill.  post-college life is squalid.  sincerely, julia”

i finally bought a ticket for the move.  my mom got some too.  she’s going on vacation.  or coming on vacation.

it took a lot of coaxing to get her to take a plane, and to come with me, and not put it off and she launched into a few tirades about waiting and spontaneity and whatever.  i think i might need some sedatives for the journey (for her) so if anyone knows where i can get some that would be helpful.

i wanted to open the weed pants link in another tab but then i decided to reblog it instead and now i am regretting following tao lin’s blog because there are too many posts and i couldn’t find anyone else’s stuff.  i realized that “hammerhead sharks” is abbreviated the same way as the high school we both went to.  i wonder if jose has thought about this.

i am guessing that i didn’t get that internship because i have been harassing the interviewer and i haven’t heard from him.  maybe it’s because i harassed him that i didn’t get it.  either way it’s no good.

i put a picture of an ocelot on my parents’ desktop.