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I love mornings. I woke up this morning so wrapped up in what i had been dreaming that it took several minutes first to remember where i was and second to piece together everything that transpired last night. I love mornings without hangovers--especially when they are temporarily bewildering.
Everyone from ACA is leaving in a matter of weeks. And i will probably never see most of them again. I'm not indifferent to these kinds of dispersions but i cannot decide if i am sad.
While I was eating a pineapple pizza yesterday with Victor we saw Cooper, the mysterious Jonny-appleseedesque guy who lives in the mansion on ponce, biking by and he stopped and talked for a long time. Later, we got a tour of the mansion, which currently houses 13 people. It is so worn and historically lovely inside. Also inside was a squirrel that one of the kittens had dragged in. It was making hysterical squirrel noises in the corner. I had never heard those before
i purchased a sunny day smoothie seeing as it was entirely appropriate for yesterday and victi got a mango majic. mine was gone in about 6 minutes while he nursed his for at least 30 before forgetting it in the mansion. THere is a huge closet of free clothes at the mansion that are so amazing. I meant to find a prom dress in it but we went to eat too soon. Ate at eats.
Cooper's room is full of this amazing religious imagery and catholic esque shrines. There's a photo of him and his brother as kids lounging at the base of a huge crusafix-shaped t. v. installation his dad had done in a vacant lot in the old buckhead. THere was only one skyscraper in the background.
Of the artgalleries we visited:
-no wine
-only one was good.... but this photography
by Roger Ballen i really liked
I want to be able to relax. the summer will be better, i know
Everyone from ACA is leaving in a matter of weeks. And i will probably never see most of them again. I'm not indifferent to these kinds of dispersions but i cannot decide if i am sad.
While I was eating a pineapple pizza yesterday with Victor we saw Cooper, the mysterious Jonny-appleseedesque guy who lives in the mansion on ponce, biking by and he stopped and talked for a long time. Later, we got a tour of the mansion, which currently houses 13 people. It is so worn and historically lovely inside. Also inside was a squirrel that one of the kittens had dragged in. It was making hysterical squirrel noises in the corner. I had never heard those before
i purchased a sunny day smoothie seeing as it was entirely appropriate for yesterday and victi got a mango majic. mine was gone in about 6 minutes while he nursed his for at least 30 before forgetting it in the mansion. THere is a huge closet of free clothes at the mansion that are so amazing. I meant to find a prom dress in it but we went to eat too soon. Ate at eats.
Cooper's room is full of this amazing religious imagery and catholic esque shrines. There's a photo of him and his brother as kids lounging at the base of a huge crusafix-shaped t. v. installation his dad had done in a vacant lot in the old buckhead. THere was only one skyscraper in the background.
Of the artgalleries we visited:
-no wine
-only one was good.... but this photography
by Roger Ballen i really liked
I want to be able to relax. the summer will be better, i know