More love.
Rockin' our sweet beach gear.
All around fabulousness.
Goomba just doesn't care.
Onto something different...Mark's apartment, which has been dubbed the Lilac Palace.
You can lift all his furniture with one arm...he also has a twin sized bed.
And for one more big switch...pictures of the L-A Comp release party!
Drew Heinonen.
The Boardmans.
Craig talking about the Visible Community.
I never got this kid's name, but he was an amazing beat boxer.
Jessy, my other fabulous roommate who never plays dress up with us, but was responsible for putting the whole night together. He's pretty amazing.
Arborea.
Clara Bolduc.
Denise Dill featuring Deacon Lasagna.
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Still working two jobs, which is wearing on me more than I thought it would. I think it mostly has to do with switching between night and day hours; I have to just grab sleep whenever I can get it and my body isn't reacting well to not having some sort of schedule. My sleeping has always been fucked, but it at least used to usually happen for at least a little while every night.
Things with Mark are still amazing. He moved into his new place, The Lilac Palace, and I adore it. He's cooking me dinner on Friday night and I cannot wait.
I have tickets to see Andrew Bird next week, Of Montreal at the end of the month, Mountain Goats in November, and Loudon Wainwright III in December. I'm also hoping to see Eagles of Death Metal, Subtle, Mirah, My Brightest Diamond, and a few others. And, Christmas on Mars is finally being released, which means an emergency trip to Cambridge in November.
And I have a dinner date with Deacon and his parents tonight.
Things are good.