it's finally raining so i can sleep and breathe again. i have nice things in my fridge: pineapple from monoprix, little gem lettuce, pink grapefruit juice, vodka. i went on a sort of date, which kind of odd, considering the circumstances. you're supposed to get to know the person slightly before you jump into bed with them i suppose. he's a graphic designer. he designs the walls of museum exhibits and makes far-out comics outside the frame of the 'book'. i think i like him. he interests me at least. we met at a friend's gig in a boiling hot studio apartment on the 8th floor of a building. with a kitten. i accidentally walked in on him semi-naked in the bathroom. and conversation started from there.
otherwise. bare arms, eyeliner and my hair has gone blonder. too much free couscous made especially for us on little white plates. world cup screaming in the background. how come there are so many uruguayans in paris? endless musical chatter with a new friend from a blog/label. fellow teacher but french and older and satisfyingly knowledgeable as i. collecting break up shoes for a failed couple. new white sandals and the same outfit for a whole week. shoegaze and etheral indie pop.
i worked 115.5 hours last month. 17 x 115.5 - tax = a lot of money for me. so i may hit the sales.
beach fossils? ah. interesting. i am still digging chill wave.
summer babe.