the jesus no one expected

A few things:

Hot damn, I miss Chicago. I love that city so much. The greatest place in the world, let me tell ya. Charleston can suck this dick.

A Pulitzer Prize winning reporter for the Chicago Tribune told me that he had seen Teach Me How to Dominic, and that he liked it. He called it “quality entertainment”. One of the best things anyone has ever said to me.

After my conference in Chicago was through, I walked over to Columbia to hang out with Molly. I haven’t seen her in forever. We just sat on her couch and watched the skyline. I need to live in Chicago. Need to.

I took the train back home and now I’ll be at home for awhile. My great-grandma passed away today. Her wake is Monday, funeral Tuesday.

I’m barley awake right now. We partied so hard last night, but it was a lot of fun. Columbia kids have my respect. Those fuckers knew how to party (step your game up, U of I). I’m going to try my best to stay awake through SNL tonight.

I’ve heard this song at least 700 times in the past 24 hours. Everywhere I go, I cannot escape this song. It also didn’t help that my friend’s girlfriend played it about 20 times last night.

This week has been rough. Next week will be better. Hopefully.