Eight years ago freshman math major Jack Johnson lived in Anacapa Hall, ate lunch at DLG and joked with his dad about being a rich statistician after college.
Math eventually bored the native Hawaiian pro surfer, and one fateful night he went on a date with his then-girlfriend, now-wife, Kim. Kim took Jack to UCSB Film Dept.
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“dusty rusty crusty musty ass california hills”
“frowning in plaid (haunted radios, bird bones + anthropomorphized wind)”
“warming my hands on bridges i’ve burnt”
“songs that make me see god”
“My Playlist #236”
“classy wine moment and intellectual conversation”
“90s heroin chic model off duty”
“tweet tweet bird emoji map emoji”
“not my circus, not my monkeys”
“a grave is probably cheaper than an apartment”
“ATE THESE BITCHES LEFT NO CRUMBS / DID IT IN DESIGNER PUMPS”
