Naturally in my continued desire to compartmentalize and minimize, I've developed two too many blogs which I don't update with any consistency. WHAT. the FUCK.

The idea went something like this: one for "business," the other personal. Instead I have two that continue to frustrate me! Perhaps I say this a lot (actually I KNOW I do) but I want to ( Read more... )

The really strange thing about this year is how things keep feeling like they're falling into place, even though maybe they're not.

I keep thinking I'll get a job, start sewing, keep painting/writing/rock climbing, whatever, and I never do. Yet it feels like I'm accomplishing things and getting somewhere. Who knows?

I got into the National Society of ( Read more... )

So happy!

First: Guinness & hot chocolate + Bailey's Irish cream
Second: Learning French & going to France next year
Third: Moving to New York in two years!
Fourth: Reading Murakami!
Fifth: Learning! Clothes! Excitement!

Excitement!!!

I'm not feeling particularly introspective right now, but I've had a few thoughts rattling around in my head that I've been meaning to get down on paper, so to speak, and I might as well!

I'm at a really critical and interesting time in my life, I think. A lot of various opportunities are opening themselves up to me, and even though nothing's been ( Read more... )

I haven't written about because I haven't been ready to. I'm still not really ready to. But I have to, at some point. Because it's important.

When Lee McQueen was found dead in his apartment last Thursday, February 11th, I was speechless. Well, that's not true. I went through the whole, "oh no, my favorite! So sad" thing. Which is bullshit. Because ( Read more... )

My favorite fashion eras are the 1920s Art Deco and Modernism and the 1960s Pop and Mod. And as I learned today in my Survey of Commercial Design class (which is the fucking SHIT by the way and definitely my favorite class) it turns out Pop and Mod are the 60s' version of 1920s Art Deco and Modernism. Go figure ( Read more... )

In my honing I need to get rid of stuff. But I still want to look good right ( Read more... )

Minimalism to me is not achieving freedom by getting rid of my stuff and returning to our nomadic heritage. I think that while that works for some people, that's not necessarily what it is. At the heart of it minimalism is getting rid of things you don't need or want and finding your freedom in not being bound to or defined by your stuff.

For me it ( Read more... )

Uuuuuuggghhhhh my throat is so sore. I had this once in middle school. I had this sexy smoker voice, minus the sexy part. I thought my voice was going to be fucked up forever. Yeah, same thing. I dunno what causes it. I used to have a bunch of throat problems, like I thought it was strep throat but it turned out to be some other strange disease ( Read more... )

It feels more liberating doing this journal rather than a blog. I guess it's not terribly surprising that I still don't really update the other one, even though I said I would. 2 per week, whatever. Days are too hard, and there's limited incentive with practically no readership. Although of course to build readership one must be consistent, but ( Read more... )