I have started using medicated shampoo. This song is really speaking to me. At first I found this really twee, but by the end I was moved. My mom texted me to say my stepfather believed a recent story of mine was autobiographical. It is NOT. I feel uncomfortable wondering how many people wonder if my stories are autobiographical. I am really liking Girls, but I sometimes wish it was about...
Last night I got to read in Minneapolis at an event put on by Paper Darts. It ruled. There was a huge, excited crowd and all the readers (Dessa, Dylan Hicks, John Jodzio, and America’s hottest bitch, Amelia Gray) were great. Amelia and I drank five ill-advised tumblers of whiskey and ate late-night huevos rancheros that I am still burping up. At the airport I watched the sun come up and in...
What is better than this?