It’s all happening. A little bit fast, but I think I am sometimes my best in the rush.

I’ve been expecting a mysterious package for the past week, where oh where is it? I can’t take the anticipation. I predict it will finally arrive long after I have left for Massachusetts tomorrow. My dress from Vena Cava should be arriving soon as well. But ( Read more... )

cash rules everything around me

cream

Get the money
Dollar, dollar bill y'all

Ugh are babies gross or what? Still, I couldn't help but "awww" when my self-proclaimed life coach (who refers to me only as "Beckett" and is convinced I should start wearing fake glasses) messaged me these pics of Shannyn Sossamon and Dallas Clayton's adorable son.

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Hey Santa,
Your days are numbered.

Fondly,
The Voice of Doom

Dear cockroach,
Please don't eat me in my sleep. I don't know where you are right now, but I know that I don't like you.

Cheers,
Lisa

Dear man-with-pee-stains-on-front-of-pants,

There is an entire empty train.
Thanks for sitting next to me, though.

The last few weeks have been a whirlwind. I went back to Boston for my birthday on the 27th and spent a lot of time in bed with beedancebee and booapeboo watching Dynasty and generally being awesome. April’s art show was SO GOOD. Todd and I had too few coffee and cigarette dates, and now that he’s off to Italy I’m sure our next reunion won’t be soon enough. Work was ( Read more... )

Weekend To Do List:
1. Get eyes to stop burning
2. Find way to sucessfully breath out of nose

and 3: Practice dance technique...

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At a very strange house party last night I saw Michel Gondry and my heart burst a little inside my chest. I don't think I've quite recovered. It was rumored that Bjork might make an appearance, but I don't know if there was any truth to that, as we left soon after the second shitty band began playing, and my companions drunkenness started wearing ( Read more... )