cha-cha-cha-bagina!
i was trying to post a little comment on sarah's journal, so i signed in, and realized i havent posted a journal entry since last October! thats madness!
ive done so much and so little since then. i've travelled across the country on tour with Terra (from san diego to upstate new york and BACK in an suv in one month!), ive settled into san diego with my luv-uh, and ive managed to get even cuter than i was when i was just 23.
everyone who reads this--all 2 of you--i encourage you to go to http://www.neighborhoodies.com and get something (unless what you want is a tshirt that says "id go gay for angelina" or "tim is my sugar daddy"! in that case, go to http://www.interludemagazine.com/store you bastards.)
i love neighborhoodies as a company, an idea, a dream. michael (owner)'s passion and good luck and hard work, all inspire and excite me. did i tell you he called me and we talked? yeah thats right bitches. he called me and we talked for 35 whole minutes. not that i checked the phone after we hung up to see or anything. and not that i have a straight crush on him. and not that i was like TOTALLY happy when we were SO dorking out and literally calculating shit on the phone. within a few minutes of knowing each other, we both got out our respective calculators to figure out some advertising costs/effectiveness of a certain campaign. i mean thats dorky. and i loved EVERY minute:-)
i was pleasantly surprised to see that Zoe Trope mentioned my angelina shirts in her latest livejournal entry today. very cool of her, so i thank her.
and i/they might be the subject of an article that this chick is writing for a gay and lesbian magazine/newspapery type situation here in san diego soon. she's gonna call me and we'll see. that'll be very cool if it works out:-) i'll keep you posted.
alright my loves...i must go prepare for my luv-uh's touch. i must bathe in the moon's milk, spray myself with the breath of the goddesses...oh and...comb my hair. so...i bid yall adieu and shit.
ive done so much and so little since then. i've travelled across the country on tour with Terra (from san diego to upstate new york and BACK in an suv in one month!), ive settled into san diego with my luv-uh, and ive managed to get even cuter than i was when i was just 23.
everyone who reads this--all 2 of you--i encourage you to go to http://www.neighborhoodies.com and get something (unless what you want is a tshirt that says "id go gay for angelina" or "tim is my sugar daddy"! in that case, go to http://www.interludemagazine.com/store you bastards.)
i love neighborhoodies as a company, an idea, a dream. michael (owner)'s passion and good luck and hard work, all inspire and excite me. did i tell you he called me and we talked? yeah thats right bitches. he called me and we talked for 35 whole minutes. not that i checked the phone after we hung up to see or anything. and not that i have a straight crush on him. and not that i was like TOTALLY happy when we were SO dorking out and literally calculating shit on the phone. within a few minutes of knowing each other, we both got out our respective calculators to figure out some advertising costs/effectiveness of a certain campaign. i mean thats dorky. and i loved EVERY minute:-)
i was pleasantly surprised to see that Zoe Trope mentioned my angelina shirts in her latest livejournal entry today. very cool of her, so i thank her.
and i/they might be the subject of an article that this chick is writing for a gay and lesbian magazine/newspapery type situation here in san diego soon. she's gonna call me and we'll see. that'll be very cool if it works out:-) i'll keep you posted.
alright my loves...i must go prepare for my luv-uh's touch. i must bathe in the moon's milk, spray myself with the breath of the goddesses...oh and...comb my hair. so...i bid yall adieu and shit.