today, i walked around on telegraph avenue. i visited a number of excellent bookstores (one of which had a GREAT selection of moleskine notebooks, which i think is a sign of a truly extraordinary establishment), and a thrift store where the people were really nice. i had dinner at some place that advertised its healthy fast food. veggie burgers instead of hamburgers, basically, but the fries were good, too. saw _persepolis_, AND IT WAS REALLY GOOD. i liked it a lot.

i took the bus home, and, walking from the bus stop to my house, i noticed that i had managed to break one of my shoes during the course of the day.
look at that! the right side of the shoe! the top is pulling away from the side at an ever-increasing rate! gah! i noticed this when i was walking past the bar at the corner of deakin and shattuck, and i said, "son of a bitch!" (sorry, aubree/scott, if you're reading this; i was mad.) the hipster kids standing outside, smoking, gave me a funny look.