First lest me start with saying, that William Fualkner is one effed up mofo. Excuse my ghetto, but honestly, it was a beautiful day outside. Just gorgeous. Windy. Sunny. Perfect time to do laundry and read some bookage. At hand was The Sound and the Fury which I’d been trying to finish forever. Well, let me tell you after reading 30 some pages, and finally finish chapter 2 of the book, i had not even a tiny clue of what I had read. Or well what I had read was not at all what i thought i had read.

What the camera phone captured zooming to and fro 5 de mayo nightWell that was that, right. So we were out until almost 4am, after a roaring night of non stop craziness. It was just ZANNY! We get to Automatico, which is kind of sucking for the wait to get some liquor, but Uriel came through with beers and sky vodka, and then Mauricio came through with a crazy fun set, and then i get hit on by adorable kids. Awww cute. Then more chit chatting and drinking and smoking and fun, before trying to find a second party, that caused us to drive up and down spring trying to find a loft and jetting back to Automatico to get for instructions to the party. We finally figure it out, turns out its not a loft at all, jerks, and more dancing, and drinking and smoking and fun, and here we are at 3:30am.
All that jazz was awesome and it followed what was a half day at work and some crazy fun at the Improve, where Erik Charles Nealson totally made my friends nervous. The other comics were very hilarious.
Back to today, i finally clicked with Joanna Newsom, while pondering life and Faulkner, and gardening, and flan, while sitting out in my porch, only to find out I somehow deleted all of Ys except for Emily, which has been on repeat all day. Repeat all day.
Speaking of Flan, this weekend i mentioned flan to several people and 2 of them did not know what it was. WHAT IS THAT ABOUT?! People please explain.
But now, on to bed, as I have to be at work so early, and to start a week that my very well kill me spiritually. See you friday, for better or worse, zombie Jose or not.
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PS there was a booty call in there somewhere. i’ll let you try to figure it out. (via
The Daily Dribble Of MischievousN3RD)