Those damn eyes
written by Charles Bukowski, (via counterfeitfairytales)
Those damn eyes
Anonymous asked: what have you been listening to a lot of recently?
I listen to Baby by Donnie & Joe Emerson EVERY DAY. When I wake up. When I shower. When I make breakfast. When I run. ALL DAY EVERY DAY.
Other than that: Black Rebel Motorcycle Club, James Vincent McMorrow, Elliott Smith, Wilco, Jordaan Mason and The Horse Museum, King Krule, Lightin’ Hopkins, Otis Redding, Monsters of Folk, Noah Gundersen, Pygmy Lush, Red Fang, Shakey Graves, Skip James, The Cure, Trampled By Turtles, Turnstile, Whirr, William Elliott Whitmore, and a fantastic San Diego native, Slo living artist named Ben Limpic (also known as Gates). And Miley Cyrus. Always Miley.
Things are pretty strange. I moved into a beautiful apartment above a spa with high ceilings and radical Victorian style molding on the doorways. I live there with my friend who’s lived there for a while, most the time we smoke cigarettes on the back porch and talk about how we need to buy more food. It’s pretty great, actually. It’s around the corner from my work so it takes me about 2 minutes to walk from my front door to the store. I started doing yoga and running a mile after work.
I have lost a lot of friends, mostly by choice, to drugs recently. I find myself incredibly lonely in the time between closing the store and going to sleep. I usually hang out with the boys from the skate shop that I work at on rare occasion or the girls I work with at the store. I’ve taken to meditating and trying different kinds of tea and downloading new music. Oh, and rewatching Twin Peaks. I long for companionship, but I’m pretty alright being alone, I don’t mind it. “A special burn on the sunset”, right?
Been thinking about moving to the Pacific Northwest or down to the Southern desert states in a couple years. Also started saving up for a motorcycle and more wood cuts to hang up.
Seeing Sabertooth Zombie, my ultimate, next week. Getting a tattoo on Sunday. Going to a wedding at my aunt’s mansion in September! Nothing else to really report. Life is changing, somehow, in some way. Also I’ve been saying the word “baller” a lot which is obnoxious and cool, my hair is getting a little longer, and the Yuba river is looking awesome! Summer is coming… I am much happier, my depression and anxiety settled out when I started doing positive things for myself. I still have bad days. But I take them in stride with long naps and Elliott Smith marathons. I’m still poor, but having a home is all that matters to me right now.
Anyways send me some messages or something! Got time to kill at work today.