i've moved

to joshua fought the battle.

lesson for the day

dodging down the steps to the l. i remember that i have enough for a subway ride and a few pints. i'll be alright.

fit for battle

as usual, my chinese horoscope is spot on.

"You'll show iron willpower despite your smile and rather urbane manners. Whatever your objectives, you'll reach them because you'll throw all your live forces into the fight. You must absolutely put your ideas in due order; fundamentally, you're very much attached to your home, but you won't know the exact nature of your sentiments and of your relationships with your spouse. Your nervous balance will be threatened by contradictory influxes; you'd better carefully control all that you'll do."

Ghost in the machine

In my office all this time.

Shrine

Infield dirt from when the Sox won.

ice man, power lloyd

my assault on the world begins now.

unconquered sun

jeremy enigk, "a new beginning:"

my dad's hat

my dad's bruins hat from growing up.

best show ever

i wanna dvr the shit out this ny1 poll.

doors close, doors open

here's to new beginnings, you fucks.

smile

i messed up last night

trying to walk the line, but i let myself down.

more weight.

beer truck

power lloyd

monday morning

the first monday morning of the new year did not disappoint:

lack of sleep? check.
early morning argument? check.
disocvery of moldy rolls when attempting to make a sandwich for lunch? check.
dead ipod battery? check.
two missed busses? check.
spilled coffee? check.
insufficient fare? check.



more weight.

twelfth night

sol invictus.

boston town

out with likosky last night. the old haunts. charlie's kitchen, model cafe. both full of townies, but sprinkled with some kids. it was alright.



i am tired today.

long lost pint glass

first ghostie beer

post-holiday poor timing

saw this on facebook this morning. as a former consultant there and knowing how many people have been, or are about to be let go with the merger, this struck me as odd.

back to the front

slept in fits and starts. wanted to fall asleep under the tree first, so i ended up waking up on the couch at 1:30 am to a documentary on the history channel called "god v. satan."

when i got to bed, my dreams were crazy, lucid dreams - part ghostly, part feverish, intense.

woke up early to try to get busy quick. i feel rested after the holiday, but the work ahead weighs on me.