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cat blog
New neighbors cat Oliver is a skiddish, outdoorsy type. I've wanted to illustrate the image of ALL of my roommates (except John, the one dog person) pressed against the window to catch a glimpse of his ridiculous feather-duster tail, to get a look from those wide gold eyes, to hear his baby-doll mew ( Read more... ) -
he's wrong, I'm right. now back to sobbing.
Well, what a shitty night it's been ( Read more... ) -
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The other weekend, I went to Cider, at last, and had the best time sitting at the end of the bar, drawing and inking, and chatting with nice folks who came along. First of all, I've always wanted to be able to do that, but I usually feel like I'll be harassed every five minutes by the bartender, or by drunk guys noticing I'm unaccompanied. This is ( Read more... ) -
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It's hard to tell these days how real my resolve is, when I have been frought with emotion over something and the next day decide it is bearable, only to angst over it again, later. But this is how people stay unhappy for years ( Read more... ) -
Cypher, deciphering.
Wow, livejournal. It has been a whole. ( a WHILE. A whole while.) Sometimes I feel like you're all I've really got. I feel like there's a couple years of catching up to do. But not really. Life goes on. Part of the reason I let this blog peter out is because I allowed it to become an outlet about one person. This was always an .... Oh Jesus. ( Read more... ) -
Back in the old Hole again.
Thanks, iPad, for stealing my thoughts away. Maybe this renewing the old blog thing is a worse idea than reverting back to paper ( Read more... ) -
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A tiny 2011 music retrospective ( Read more... ) -
Fiona & Cake & Renee de la Prade. In short: pink girliness with a difference.
1. What did you do in 2011 that you'd never done before ( Read more... ) -
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Met up with N for the first time since January. He was on his way back from a stone carving symposium up north. Totally unexpected. We were in Everett on a Sunday late afternoon, hardly anything was open, but we found an Irish Pub that was playing "Disclosure." The film did not make the discussion less awkward ( Read more... )