Full Rinse.

Washing off the grime of the past few months. I just moved in with my best friend and favorite girl in the world, and finally have some steady freelance work with "a Viacom company." I feel so incredibly fortunate - almost blessed - when I look at the hardships faced by those I care about, coupled with some of my experiences moving out of the cradle of the nation's capitol and into capitalism's landfill. But there's a fine gray line between cathartic release and exploitation, however tempting it is to transfigure these experiences into an above-average blog entry or even a book or short film. But time has a habit of broadening the gray area, so maybe one day I'll get on that.