today was like the day where you just can't find the end to the number of awesome things that can happen to you in one day. im not sure if that even exists under normal conditions, because i've never felt that way before. but maybe it's all this bullshit about flunking out of school and like having all of my teachers get all disappointed with me, and all this urgency to get my credits done and at least have a high school diploma to have under my belt before this year is over, i'm just glad to put that aside for a while. i usually hate having to speak to strangers, and asking for directions (ima guy at heart) and being put into tight spaces with strangers and being all still and quiet at concerts where there are uncomfortable silences and you look around and are kinda lost about what's actually going on on stage. it just fit in well together today. and why do the most awesome people ive met have to be drunk strangers i meet on the street and that would be creepy to like ask for their number and stuff or even just to ask them where they're going. really. maybe that's just me that thinks its creepy. but i always feel like what i do makes other people see me as a creep. awesome people to speak to today chinese guy black guy long island guys polish guy suit guy celebration girls metal chick metal dude kria brekkan bathroom dude kent guy tall girl snickering guy storsveit guy mailbox girl guy with asian girl guy sitting next to me on L with huge black book called "miscellaneous crap" (no really) (no im not even kidding) who was reading it like it was the answer to everything in the world. i think thats it. so yea, some of those people were a little more awesome than others. but today just made me feel like i actually gave a shit. and i havent felt that in a few years. usually i just think everything IS shit. and i never thought i'd actually meet kria brekkan. i was caught so off guard, because i didn't even intentionally go up to her or anything. thats just where she was chillin. and she didnt act like i was creepy. and she signed her 7" for me. oh geez. talk all you want about brooklyn, how it's got a lotta hipsters, but yeah some of those hipsters just look like hipsters, but they're just good bros at heart. and sometimes theyre not even from brooklyn. sometimes theyre just from iceland and grew up wearing knit sweaters and beards and those glasses and they have the best accents ever, with no pretension at all. and they'll just look your way if they think youre interesting to look at. and fuck you if you don't agree with me. no, actually, don't fuck you. you might have something say that I haven't considered, but if you don't let me know why i'm wrong, then i won't be able to tell you why you're right. | 
No one knows where Pital and Pacho are. :]
