rumors of my death have been greatly exaggerated
so what can i say.
got hitched to a house, it is the funnest ever. got to paint walls, get drunk and smoke myself out until all hours with Sean formerly of the Toilet Boys. Darling, he simply makes the eyes hurt with his beauty. gentle and genuine, gorgeousness just pours right out of him. he ruined me for days.
but my house. rocks. my tenants are awesome. Patrick and Velcro, Dan and LauRenn. got stoned with Floor 4, red wine drunk with the third. i recommend getting wasted with your landlord, especially if she is ever me. it makes the decorating especially fun. red walls? SUUUUURRRRE!
Finally got to see television after 6 weeks of a break up. watched 2 episodes of the OC, back to back, thank you Keith for taping them for me, smoked a joint, and fell madly in love with my $15 TV, Adam Brody, the Fox network, my hands, tap water, honey roasted peanuts, clean sheets, and the world, all over again.
um. spent time with mom for the holidays.
we discovered that if we are drunk, and no one else in the family is, then they really don't exist. they just disappear. good trick.
and tough-loved my family into being scared stiff of me. It felt great. Bought about $400 worth of wares at every mexican or Catholic resale shop from West Chicago to Madison. to be sold at the Flea Markets this summer. Me, Jersey, Chrissy and Caroline. We will be the 4 cute brunettes with Lemonade, dancing to Fleetwood mac and selling awesome shit, cheap. my line will be called "Psycho Preppie" or something of the like. lots of fun odd things that make me think of ribbons in my hair in 1983 and Lincoln Logs. plaid oxfords and salmon colored leather shoulder bags, blue boat shoes and black pleated mini skirts, kelly green linen coats, red canvas shorts, and charm-like jewelry. come and visit me starting this Spring.
oh. and tried to quit my job yesterday. Fabien refused to accept my resignation. he wanted to "fight for me". i was shocked frankly. got a 50% raise. in the words of Seth Coen, it was ridonkalous. had to sit through 2 meetings hearing how i "got it" and that i am "better than the job i would be leaving him for" and he was "crazy about me", would buy me a G6, when they come out. floored was i. so, i am now an art director in training. it was nutso. but i am very happy. had to explain the bidding war to my potentially new employer, and he accepted it smoothly. so, strap me down, its gonna get a little bumpy.
Beyond that. nada. life as usual. single. sassy. here. there.
knocking down some walls this weekend. exposing some brick. all things very "manish". buying a fridge and a DVD player. its all good.
got hitched to a house, it is the funnest ever. got to paint walls, get drunk and smoke myself out until all hours with Sean formerly of the Toilet Boys. Darling, he simply makes the eyes hurt with his beauty. gentle and genuine, gorgeousness just pours right out of him. he ruined me for days.
but my house. rocks. my tenants are awesome. Patrick and Velcro, Dan and LauRenn. got stoned with Floor 4, red wine drunk with the third. i recommend getting wasted with your landlord, especially if she is ever me. it makes the decorating especially fun. red walls? SUUUUURRRRE!
Finally got to see television after 6 weeks of a break up. watched 2 episodes of the OC, back to back, thank you Keith for taping them for me, smoked a joint, and fell madly in love with my $15 TV, Adam Brody, the Fox network, my hands, tap water, honey roasted peanuts, clean sheets, and the world, all over again.
um. spent time with mom for the holidays.
we discovered that if we are drunk, and no one else in the family is, then they really don't exist. they just disappear. good trick.
and tough-loved my family into being scared stiff of me. It felt great. Bought about $400 worth of wares at every mexican or Catholic resale shop from West Chicago to Madison. to be sold at the Flea Markets this summer. Me, Jersey, Chrissy and Caroline. We will be the 4 cute brunettes with Lemonade, dancing to Fleetwood mac and selling awesome shit, cheap. my line will be called "Psycho Preppie" or something of the like. lots of fun odd things that make me think of ribbons in my hair in 1983 and Lincoln Logs. plaid oxfords and salmon colored leather shoulder bags, blue boat shoes and black pleated mini skirts, kelly green linen coats, red canvas shorts, and charm-like jewelry. come and visit me starting this Spring.
oh. and tried to quit my job yesterday. Fabien refused to accept my resignation. he wanted to "fight for me". i was shocked frankly. got a 50% raise. in the words of Seth Coen, it was ridonkalous. had to sit through 2 meetings hearing how i "got it" and that i am "better than the job i would be leaving him for" and he was "crazy about me", would buy me a G6, when they come out. floored was i. so, i am now an art director in training. it was nutso. but i am very happy. had to explain the bidding war to my potentially new employer, and he accepted it smoothly. so, strap me down, its gonna get a little bumpy.
Beyond that. nada. life as usual. single. sassy. here. there.
knocking down some walls this weekend. exposing some brick. all things very "manish". buying a fridge and a DVD player. its all good.