san bernardino county was an insane place. it’s illegal to donate lungs after five years of living there, the pollution is THAT bad, and the water has traces of rocket fuel in it. and someone was like you know what COLLEGE, HERE.
r….ocket fuel?? my god
where I am you have the choice between a pleasantly urban college surrounded by skyscrapers and Boston brownstones or cute-ass campuses out in Western Mass where the air is crisp and everything is trees
we just had a really sketchy hourly hotel like two blocks away from campus. I once saw people picking up prostitutes in broad daylight in front of it. redlands was a strange place for a college.
oh my gosh
that sounds very different from my college experience thus far
I think I’ve still never seen a prostitute in the flesh
Today has been a bad day for sciatic pain
a friend of mine in college did that. she went to one of those super sketchy hourly ones and wrote really disturbing poetry. it was great.
I don’t know if I could do an hourly, just because I’d be constantly thinking about how many bodily fluids were ground into everything around me
I’m v. tempted by this idea though
just bring a bunch of shitty food and isolate myself from most people for a little while, emerging occasionally to take walks and maybe stick my gross feet in the pool
that sounds a lot like Bret Easton Ellis actually
coke binge writing style
except I really don’t want to be like Ellis
he’s a very good writer but a lot of things he does really bother me
DUDE. that…actually sounds really effective
you know how famous people supposedly book hotel rooms and go on coke binges and stay up for days on end
I could to do that but with writing
same, my friend. same.
I just had an idea
you know how I’m always saying I want to book a hotel room for a few nights and chill out there but I don’t have an excuse
I should just do a short story marathon
book an inexpensive hotel room and write really hardcore for a day or two