benevolent interenet stalking at the library makes me super paranoid of discovery

You guys, it's been like 75 degrees here all week. Good weather for riots...
A cop called me a hipster yesterday. What the devil?

STILL NEED A TREE

still rabidly pursuing tree house dreams. People in my physical proximity are becoming annoyed because all I talk about is building platforms and joists and lag screws and how AWESOME my tree house will be and on and on. I cant even sleep. I've found a couple carpenters willing to help me, & I'm slooooowly circling closer to finding a tree. When I build my tree house, I might die of happiness.

Guys, the bay area is fucking awesome. I really dont even know how to put it to you, cause it just kind of creeps along and then WHAM out of your quiet satisfaction you realise... San Francisco's crazy ass urine filled streets are BEAUTIFUL and all the crazies in berkeley are AWESOME and all the hyphy kids in oakland are MAGNIFICENT and no one looks askant at your rattail which is soooo looooong and everyone EVERYONE rides bikes and I wear shorts every day and life for me is free and mellow.
I have a library card.
The beer out here is good.
I'm a minor character in a play. I am a rabbit butoh dancer.
I had a dream that I got a tattoo of a dolphin wrapped in bacon. I might make this dream a reality.

Happy new year!