Only productive thing done today was working out for 2 hours, but I consider that productive for a rainy day and not being able to breathe.
Tomorrow I must: -Call my high school for my transcript -Call Nashville State to figure out what I need to take 1 class this summer -Find a time to meet with my advisor and see if it’ll transfer -Send my college transcript to Nashville State -Field trip in Bellevue -Work out for over 2 hours -Do 1000000hrs of homework at Bongo
That awkward moment when you say you have a Gram Parsons blog and a creepy guy at cafe coco says Gram is his hero
Also, my day consists of:
That awkward moment when you go to a show that only 5 other people are attending That awkward moment when the guy in front of you in line at Coco is ALSO Jewish That awkward moment when you’re talking about your cat stealing turkey out of your sub when you were little and the guy next to you hears you That awkward moment when the cashier guy at cafe Coco is waiting for your order but you’re too busy talking about an adopted dog
and my favorite:
That awkward moment when you’re having a conversation with your roommate about how you have never been to pancake pantry for the same reasons that it took you so long to see the notebook, and the guy at the front desk is laughing for a good minute until the elevator closes.
“Well he wore velvets, though. And satins and silks. And embroidered things and beaded things. Feminine things, a lot of chiffon, patent leather shoes, things like that. These guys are androgynous. It felt safe in a way. It was almost like connecting with another part of yourself. That was interesting draw for young women, too.”—Pamela Des Barres on Jimmy (via walrusgumboot)