a mix of things - cow hollow - sf, ca
i'll be twenty-four tomorrow. it's hard to believe that this two-three thing i've been clinging to since two-two is about to end. the two-one in my heart can't believe it. i think i'll make this last day of my fleeting youth a young one. maybe i'll finger paint. yeah, or ask a thousand questions just for the hell of it. i wonder if my boss would mind if i came to work in gap overalls, a white t-shirt, velvet converse, and a sweet plastic baby-g watch.