Thursday night I went to Tao Lin's launch party for Cognitive Behavioral Therapy.
'cognitive-behavioral therapy' 'launch party' 5.15.08 @ melville house from tao lin on Vimeo.
The guy in the face paint was not a theater major. I asked.
Zachary German offered me $75 for my homeless poetry manuscript.
Me: I'm not going to give it to you for $75.
Zachary: I'll give you $125.
Zachary: I'd probably reject it anyway. I've rejected everyone so far except Tao Lin.
Yesterday morning at 8:30 the roommates who live on top of me (long story) said, You know the exterminator's coming today, right? And I was like, No? And they were like, Oh, man, I thought someone told you. You have to be out of the apartment for twenty-four hours. So I put all my belongings in tupperware storage containers and went to work with a bag of clothes and my toothbrush, which I dropped at the hipster coffee shop across the street and felt really embarrassed about, and then I spent the night at Kat's. She is a good friend. She let me sleep for eleven hours.