i made a new blog. [ phoneisdead.blogspot.com ] gonna be posting on there for a while

i haven't blogged in a while. a lot has changed since. i'm back in houston. i'm flying out for philly on the twenty-fourth. i won't be in new york before school for the first time since freshman year. i recently got a scholarship which now has me trying to justify purchasing more material goods. my father will start working again for the first time since maybe april. or may

i think i'm going to make a new blog. it'll be more crowded. less minimalist. just something i want to try

burger king now serves the impossible burger. i tried it. it's good. i would order again

tried this thing today where i went to the contemporary arts museum and called kim a little before going in. i explained to her that i wanted to try a new way of consuming art. of interpreting exhibitions. i explained everything that i saw. what it looked like. what it reminded me of. what i thought the reason behind it was. then the actual description of the installations. didn't take any pictures. i know there's a podcast out there where someone describes what they're looking at. i tried listening to it because the concept is interesting. but i didn't enjoy it much since it was done in this asmr style. that said, maybe i'll start recording myself doing these things. explaining what i'm looking at. uploading it on soundcloud or something, i don't know. maybe i won't do anything

penultimate weekend. panicked a bit yesterday cause i had a bit of a headache and i convinced myself that it could be some kind of bacteria or disease slowly killing me cause i ate salt off the ground at the salt flats. got a little dizzy, breath was shallow, heart beating fast. kinda just talked myself out of it. anyway if i die in the future and it gets traced back to me eating raw salt, i'm gonna kill myself

i have also developed a bit of twitch in my left eye. it's slowly gotten more noticeable

might see girls band in philly in october. i'll have to see how i feel about it then

flight was delayed

i don't want to hear the word 'mandarina' for a month at least after today

there's an eclipse tomorrow. i knew about the eclipse but forgot the date. as a result, i'll be on a plane or just getting off as it reaches it's peak. this will be in buenos aires, which is just a bit out of the path of totality. i was pretty upset about the timing of my flight when i realized that it was going to get in the way. so much so that i considered cancelling my trip to the northwest of argentina, where i am now. i've seen an eclipse. a couple years ago in nashville. but this one was the day before my birthday. i saw it as a gift. i also forgot the eclipse glasses that i brought with me from home in my desk in buenos aires. so even if i get a view of it from above i should probably not look. regardless it's happening and that's cool

im in jujuy right now. at a cafe where i was supposed to do work but have not gotten much done. the hostel i'm at kind of sucks. the room is dingy and smells like a combination of cigarette smoke and incense. i saw some salt flats yesterday. and a bunch of rocks the days before. it's been a relaxing time. kind of annoyed by how expensive everything has been and my lack of cash. also have had the pressing issue of the essay and presentation i have to have finished

this guy at the table in front of mine has a duck quack for a notification sound

i'm realizing i have two weekends left. i booked a trip to iguazu for next week. actually, i just realized, as i'm typing this, that it conflicts with my last day at my internship. i'm sure it won't be a problem. they're pretty laid-back. plus my program ends a couple days after. anyway, yeah. hopefully it's sunny then. at the waterfalls

i don't know what to do with the pictures i've taken and have had taken of me from this trip. i don't really want to post them right now. would be weird to do that later. gonna weigh my options...

my tooth chipped some more. i also cracked the upper left corner of my laptop screen. the cracked managed to stay mostly out of the way. not really annoying visually but it't another thing i have to be wary of now. replacements are expensive and require some disassembly skill. just hoping to make it through the next year without it worsening

i feel dirty. i want to be home and shower. getting home form the airport is either expensive or time consuming. argentina plays brazil tomorrow. i want to go out to see that somewhere. i'll hit up german and see if he's free. mexico plays after that but i'll watch that from home. i also have to go to bed somewhat early to wake up on time for my presentation. there just isn't enough time in a day! (just kidding)

wait, a phone from across the cafe went off and the ringtone was that of a song i hadn't heard in forever. it's that one crazy frog song. 'crazy frog in the house'

i wanted to feed the homeless dogs by the bus terminal last night but they wandered away and when i found them again someone was letting them into a garage, so at least i know they were fine

i know a lot of people complain about pride being coopted by capitalism and capitalist businesses, but have people stopped to think that maybe pride and pride month are interwoven with capitalism? that they're not being stolen by, but are an extension of, capitalism. that it might not be as radical as people want to believe it is

the poetry reading went well. i was nervous but when i went up, the spotlights blinded me to the point that i couldn't really see past the microphone that was a foot away from me. made it easier i feel. to not be able to see people's facial expressions as i read. my throat was a bit dry, and i know that was perceivable as i read

someone asked me if i was going to miss buenos aires, and i said no. that the only thing i could see myself missing is the gridded sidewalk tiles. maybe cause i've spent so much time looking at the ground. i think they're one of the more memorable aspects of the city. definitely one of the more unique things

here's a poem i wrote and read last night. my first time reading in spanish. i would translate it but i think people can do that pretty easily themselves so i'm going to leave it as is. actually, i think the way google translates it is interesting so i recommend just copying and pasting it there

... ....

sábado por la noche

estoy en la plataforma del subte

se que hay luna llena

todas las noches

aunque no siempre brille

esta bien

mi cabeza de miel

no puedo ver afuera

me dicen que el mundo

se achica con cada viaje

pero

se siente más doblado

arrugado

machucado

i finally went to caminito in la boca on sunday. i met up with german and his roommate. had planned to get there by eleven but i was forty-five minutes late cause i slept in. have been having an issue going to bed at a reasonable time. haven't fallen asleep before five a.m. in the past three days. i guess it doesn't matter much since i don't have stuff to do on weekends but it can be a problem if it happens mid-week

i watched one of the more boring champions league finals with germ on saturday. i brought some empanadas and spritz ingredients. opened the prosecco bottle on the terrace and the cork flew out and floated down seven stories. i think it was seven. made german a spritz. he said he liked it. said he could see why it's a summer drink. as far as the game goes, it was a high pressure, back and forth game, but with only two goals. one really early and a late one to put it away

anyway, after caminito we went to san telmo. walked around a bit. went to the paraguayan independence day festival. really just walked through it cause it seemed to be mostly food stands and we'd already ate. we got coffee at cafe tortoni, which is renown for its age. it opened in 1858. it was also his birthday. first one he's celebrated abroad

what if i make another twitter account specifically for thoughts i have while drunk or on drugs? in theory it sounds interesting but it could also be a poor excuse for me to keep flirting with alcoholism and rationalizing it as cheap and 'performance art'

how did kim end up seeing charli xcx before me? she's a dua lipa stan not a charli one... i need charli to have a show in buenos aires in the next few weeks. the universe is messing with me. is this indicative of 'gemini' season?

thinking of going to the fine arts museum on wednesday. museo de las bellas artes. could be cool if i actually go

spent some time translating a poem i really like to spanish. considering posting it on my instagram but i also want to delete my account. i would've by now but then someone added me and i felt like deleting could be misconstrued as a block or something. so i was going to give it a few more days and then someone who i hadn't heard from in four years followed and dm'ed me. like, i hadn't seen them since 2015. hadn't heard from them since then either. or even heard about them. truly falling off the face of the earth energy. which i admire. so idk maybe it was better that i didn't delete when i intended to. they gave me their number. gonna hit them up in july

oh god, i'm remembering how much i was talking last night. what i was saying. or may have said. giving people advice. oversharing myself. i, um, i regret that. i shouldn't have gotten as drunk as i did. or maybe i should've just left earlier. i introduced someone by the wrong name, multiple times, to their face. i feel like texting them to apologize, but that might be excessive. don't think they'd hold it against me. i mean, we sang sufjan while sitting on the ground towards the end. that's a sign of reconciliation, right? singing chicago? i think so

okay, my website works now. took some time to get it to work, but after watching like a youtube tutorial and reading through the instructions on github and some random guys medium post, i figured it out. right now it's bare. i want to put a picture. i might link my flickr again. havent uploaded pictures on that in a while. maybe i'll add some of the things i've written for my school newspaper. that seems fun. a little bit like, "oh that's for school it doesn't count" since its published by something i work on, but i don't see the need in me gatekeeping myself

there was supposed to be a strike yesterday. they cancelled last minute. german left the party early. i hope he didn't feel excluded since i got carried away with talking to others

why did a cousin of mine, who i've never met, add me on facebook a few months ago just to never message me and tell me who they are?

i think i'm over posting music on my 'close friends'. i got it out of my system

listened to the new clairo song 'bags' and i prefer this sound to that lo-fi synth pop that's become commonplace. especially since it felt inauthentic coming from her

ok, kevinleon[dot]org should work now but it currently just redirects. i'll link it here to make it easy for once kevinleon.org