August 22nd, 2008

Digging Through The Dirt

I think my birth mother may be the only person in the world who is not googleable.

About five times a year I do a search on "Charlene Kohaut" and I never find anything.

I find this hard to believe. According to my dad she went to Wesleyan, Oxford, Yale, The Sorbone and the big university in Berlin.

She must be doing something interesting with her life. I mean, shit, I didn't do that much with my life but I can be found on Google.

I don't know why this bothers me. I mean I don't want to say "hi" or anything.

But, I'd like to know what she's doing.


Rome Girl went out with her friends last night and I hung out with the dudes at the Vert Anglais.

Now it's almost 3 p.m. and I just woke up and Rome Girl just went back to sleep.

I think there is enough alcohol sweating out of our pores to set us on fire.

Drunken Memory

When I came home last night the guys across the street who blast rap all time were at it again.

It annoyed me, so I started blasting heavy metal back at them.

Then they threw eggs through my window.