QUEENS OR BUST

i'm moving queens tomorrow. it feels good saying that cause i'm like...actually living there...for a year...and no more air mattress, but like with a legit bed. bnnngggggg

all i gotta say is, after all this crap-east village then no more east village, brooklyn? nope. brooklyn again? NOPE. friends.jersey city- is THANK YOU PETE for making this all possible. my nomadic days are over. cut to me living "the family life" in the lovely neighborhood that is Astoria, Queens. fuddy-duddy me? perhaps, cause it sure beats the hell out of "my life's a mess" thing.

that being said, this photo is all i've seen of my new digs. brick, big window, virgin mary statue standing proudly in a patch of ACTUAL EARTH?!?! (this is so kickass btw cause we can like...grow tomatoes)....oh yea and my roommates pete n' james (left to right) respectively. so i guess this will be all the more exciting when i get there tomorrow. yeaaaa

as far as being a culturally-curious person- i need to see some serious movies. like...i mean all of them. i'm way behind in that respect. i just keep watching freaks n' geeks at home and night of the living dead.
speaking of which- i started reading World War Z and it is....i mean i hate to sound like the blurbs on the cover of the book but in 2 words: gripping. reading. although i should emphasize "gripping" in the way a cold, dead hand would grip with rigamortis in full swing. there is actually a scene where this is described early on in the book...i dunno it's terrifying in its descriptions and even more so in the whole "first hand account" style that it employs. It's so much more effective this way cause you're just reading these passages and getting totally tricked into thinking its real. (cough house of leaves).
reading this waiting for the subway/path train really added to it cause its totally like...one of those places where in the event of a zombie outbreak would either be a sanctuary or a total death trap. i walked all the way down to the end of the station platform to distance myself from the people...and this guy was totally peeing wtf.
i'm not too far into the book though beacauuusseeee........

i started reading james' scott pilgrims and like...just forgot about everything else. so i read 2 outta the 4 and i was gonna go straight into 3 but was like..."waaiiit....save these!" cause i really can't explain much more than the fact that they just like...i dunno cheered me up? cant explain it. so yea i'm thinking there will be a time, probably during a queens commute where i'm gonna just feel like...well i dunno but i'm not gonna want to be thinking about zombies. so then i'll be like "ok time to break it out".

it'll be good to read 'em especially cause i havent listened to like anything new in a WHILE. i need some new music in my life. help?

LOVE YOUS