doin' it and doin' it and doin' it well
moved into my new closet on 16th avenue and 27th street in south minneapolis
there is a typewriter at my feet, animal clawed wallpaper, memory foam bed
bought 20 dollas of groceries, saved 14 with cupons that liz tore out of the cub catalogue while also pushing the cart, i just walked along putting stuff in it
donato bought smashing pumpkins' siamese dream (double orange vinyl) to which we are rocking out
donato walked into the living room just now and said "do you remember the first time you heard [disarm]? i remember feeling emberassed about how much i felt" and i'm thinking about mallory and i in a tent on my parents' deck in woodbury, and definately feeling
i'm in love with my new living situation/roommates and private parties in my bedroomcloset
scout growing mountain, the cat, sleeps with me for portions of the night, and yesterday as bed time was nearing, he walked onto my bed (which one can see from the couch in the living room) curled up and just looked at me
liz and i are updating at the exact same time, race posting
i have:
a huge red terry cloth bathrobe with a hood
400 pages still to read in my cultural studies reader
been threatened with a pantsing
felt like i'm at a non stop slumber party
biked to st. paul in the rain
joined a band with jillian & liz (post-riot grrl experimental art punk)
had an amazing shared food lunch around the kitchen table
went to a show at the belfry
been asked two questions: "one, can i have another cookie?" "yes" "two, do you want one?" "yes"
started drinking coffee (& feeling good about it)
eaten part of a 6lb lasagna
edited this entry
no, you won't hit your head
there is a typewriter at my feet, animal clawed wallpaper, memory foam bed
bought 20 dollas of groceries, saved 14 with cupons that liz tore out of the cub catalogue while also pushing the cart, i just walked along putting stuff in it
donato bought smashing pumpkins' siamese dream (double orange vinyl) to which we are rocking out
donato walked into the living room just now and said "do you remember the first time you heard [disarm]? i remember feeling emberassed about how much i felt" and i'm thinking about mallory and i in a tent on my parents' deck in woodbury, and definately feeling
i'm in love with my new living situation/roommates and private parties in my bedroomcloset
scout growing mountain, the cat, sleeps with me for portions of the night, and yesterday as bed time was nearing, he walked onto my bed (which one can see from the couch in the living room) curled up and just looked at me
liz and i are updating at the exact same time, race posting
i have:
a huge red terry cloth bathrobe with a hood
400 pages still to read in my cultural studies reader
been threatened with a pantsing
felt like i'm at a non stop slumber party
biked to st. paul in the rain
joined a band with jillian & liz (post-riot grrl experimental art punk)
had an amazing shared food lunch around the kitchen table
went to a show at the belfry
been asked two questions: "one, can i have another cookie?" "yes" "two, do you want one?" "yes"
started drinking coffee (& feeling good about it)
eaten part of a 6lb lasagna
edited this entry
no, you won't hit your head