I'm going to the Laundromat tonight to wash clothes/take pictures. And yes, I'm excited. It hasn't ever gotten old- probably because when I get tired of going to the actual building, I still get to say the name of it- which, luckily, I have a jolly ol' time doing.
I've started sleeping in tights- just because I live alone and I can wear whatever the f*$@ I want. Haha
I'm going to Baton Rouge tomorrow night for a show with my band, Engine, and Gashcat and Elephant Apple at Chelsea's. I'm looking forward to it mostly. It's funny - even when all my feelings are right and good, the ride down still poses threats. I WILL NOT LET YOU GET TO ME, RED STICK- one of my favorite cities, and if I am finally happy for all the people within you, I should fully embrace you as just a lovely city in which I used to live. You don't have to be just a bad memory.... And I am now talking to an inanimate object.... But Baton Rouge is finally almost as lovely as it used to be, and I can't wait to be within it again.
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