hey there

busy weekend

sort of

saturday i slept until 1:30

so i mean

if you call THAT busy

feel super tired today too

i wonder if it's just because my room gets no sun whatsoever

but i doubt it because i mean i'm always tired

so maybe i'm just a tired person

someone i was close with once told me they couldn't ever be with me

because i wasn't a person who started the day as though i was excited about it

i was offended by that but it is sort of true

not always but often

i just have a lot of trouble waking up

i have a lot of trouble going to sleep

and i have a lot of trouble waking up

the end

last night when i was going to bed i was trying to think myself into having dreams

as i started to go to bed i started thinking about how much i wanted a good dream

not like, an eating ice cream with naked ladies dream

or like a endless rollercoaster dream or something

but like an interesting dream

one that i could think about afterwards for awhile

i had one recently that was kind of like that

i wonder how much i remember now

i remember it was on a school campus

that was really pretty, with big hills of grass

not too different from dolores park i'm thinking now

for some reason there was a huge line of cars to get in

and i snuck into this SUV being driven by a kinda jock-y dude

and he cut the line

(somehow)

and when we got out we both got excited

because we were carrying obscure new wave records

i remember i went to the bathroom in there but it was really gross

i just peed on the floor where there was already a pool of urine

and in the dream i thought to myself "urine pool is a good band name"

then i think i was supposed to go to class but i just stayed outside

i remember eating weird snacks but i didn't get high from them

i don't think

anyways

last night i was trying to tell myself that i'd have a cool dream like that

i just needed to BELIEVE

i don't think it happened though, or at least i don't remember it

after djing yesterday i went to sparky's diner

and i'm pretty sure i was getting "checked out" by the hostess!

i put an exclaimation point there because that NEVER HAPPENS

i walked in and she was talking to someone else at the bar very dryly

but she started talking to me really kindly

and she smiled at me very sweetly as well

and i don't know how into her i would have been

because she was talking about how she was publishing poetry books

and let's face it poetry is a kind of scary word

it could mean totally rad and weird writing

(like for instance THE DAVE UPDATE)

(right? right?)

or it could mean

"my vagina is loose today, like
the skin hanging from a tired war
horse's neck, who gazes broadly
over a battlefield and wearily
rides rides rides into another day"

I JUST CAME UP WITH THAT

i don't think i need to explain poetry's cringe-potential to any of you

i wonder if the word vagina will bump up my blog hits

though i imagine google probably has it's hands full of vagina

VAGINA VAGINA VAGINA

hope that helps

anyways

she was cute too

and it pretty much made my night

although nothing obviously happened from it

and it was probably all in my head

i've been noticing lately that my head really does dictate a lot of how people respond to things

like when i was djing i started toying with it

i would think to myself

"everyone hates what you're playing"

and sure enough everyone was talking about how much they hated what i was playing

and then i would think

"ooh people love this song"

and heads would start to nod

i'm not saying i'm an x-men PER SAY

i'm just pointing out the obvious i guess

what you think becomes partially true

not like science true but in part true

i should work

116 beirut 7"s

gotta sell those bitches

one other thing i thought before i went to sleep

"oh shit i haven't done a dave update in awhile"

that's why today's is so long

YOU'RE WELCOME

this has been the dave update