i love rainy days. the grey, impending, slightly bruised but so much portent grey kind of rainy days, just before it's going to rain, richly saturated, it makes the chest feel lik eit's in love and the skin all tingly. i feel like an excited kid every time it gets like this. i don't understand why i'm having such a hard time finding a place to live in the east bay. i'm getting almost no hits. saw a place last night (9pm), temescal, which i discovered is a 'hood in oakland. midget-sized room, midget... read more
