i am running away to another state
or no state
the place at the intersection of
borders
the lines cross
and bend
somehow
but never meet

the shadow of a fence is
scratched across my face by
a ray of light

why is it that my weekends consist of one amazing night and one crappy night?

friday, i stumbled around the streets of new haven with limited coherence, and i managed to see a band called the scientifics perform on a curb. (what an amazing thing to see given the circumstances! it almost beats the welch fight club scene that i caught two weeks ago, or the lounging on the bed thing..) the drummer is in my socy class, and i have decided that i want him.

saturday, zaroka/nirvana/a crappy mice infested indian restaurant sent me to the hopsital. i ganked a pair of hopsital slippers. okay, so the hostess was nice, and they had good sweet lassies. but the lentil soup was atrocious, and the biryani was terrible. dammit if i don't know my indian food. fuck the fact that the ambiance was nice .. i'm all about india gate and their malai kofta