Dear Live Journal,

How are you?

I am fine.

I've been getting a couple questions about an RSS feed for the new This Side, so I thought I'd just leave a note letting you know you can find a link to subscribe at the bottom of every page.

http://emiliaortega.wordpress.com

Love,

~e

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that moment when you sink into a bath after returning home from a weekend in the woods? oh, it's so amazingly good. i normally bathe with some kind of yummy-smelling something-or-other that also turns the water a crazy pink or green or whathaveyou, but this time i purposely skipped it so i could get a perverse kick out of seeing all the dust on ( Read more... )

slept like a rock for the first time in a while, with the help of some over-the-counter sleepy drugs, and woke up this morning with the garbage of yesterday behind me. as i was heading to matt's house last night, it occurred to me that yesterday started off badly ( Read more... )

i thought things were getting better, er, that i was feeling better but then i had a conversation with lacy a little while ago. somewhere between telling her about the termination and what my hopes are for the future i just got really overwhelmed and started crying. i feel like such a failure, like i had my life dialed in and then managed to fuck ( Read more... )

i was fired from my job on monday. it came as a complete surprise to me since my bosses and i hadn't had any discussion about my position being in any danger. there was no disciplinary action or cutting of my hours (i was actually being scheduled for more shifts rather than fewer ( Read more... )

last day of july. what a month it's been. i took a lot of time to wander around in my brain and procrastinate on churning out content for my future website. i did however, crank out some non-written art. bits and pieces for an idea that hasn't wholly taken shape yet ( Read more... )

may be doing an installation in september. yesterday i finally got traction on some ideas. this is how it starts.

i am *so* hoping that all of the out-of-town homies can make it to chillits this year. last chance train is leaving the station . . .

putting set notes together. no prospects for playing anywhere in the near future, but that's not really how i operate any more. it's about a story, having something personal to say. not sure if/when this set might see the light of day, but it's nice to feel keyed into music again for the first time in over a year.