September 20, 2008

and tom waits hopes that he doesn't fall in love

So it's pretty adamant about turning autumn outside. Meaning, it's fucking frigid.


Using a cowl neck collar as a hood/scarf = I am clever, if not absent-minded and only wore an ineffective cardigan.

Annnnnnd I need a hair cut real bad.


I really like walking up St. Marks st, smoking a cigarette and watching the NYU kids at a night on the town. I can spot them by their scarves.

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