In hopes to avoid pending homework doing, I’ll write. The METRIC concert tonight with matt means another epic night with epic friends seeing epicness (my computer is telling me epicness is not a word. Take THAT spell check, I’m keeping it!). I’m excited. It’s overcast and smells like nag champa in my room, the smoke spilling out into the alley, sharing with the neighborhood a little piece of me, mixed with the smell of fall. I’m tired and mad at myself for having just a little bit less energy that I need to do everything I want to do. Shit. The BF website is finally up, which is such a relief… now on to more important and pressing matters: the Burton Colorado website I’m now in charge of building from scratch, including design, graphics, and content. It’s going to rough me up but hey, why the heck not? I’m stoked to be working for such a rad company. I had a little run in today that left me more upset than I should be, and now my mind is lost of any decipherable comprehension. Not to mention I’m trying to process all the shit that’s going on in Burma. Fuck me, I can’t think right now.
