i do not have a sketchbook that i am satisfied with in my apartment, and absolutely none here. this is unacceptable so i'll take care of that early tomorrow, i think. i guess it's pretty obvious that the beginning of this year was magnificent, while the rest of it rather blew. Actually, the remainder of the year magnificently sucked ( Read more... )

so i was in the process of cooking food over and over again in various angles/outfits for performance art and documenting what should have been 300 photos... and my camera which i stupidly propped precariously atop a stack of books toppled before i was even 1/2way through. double shit and a damn, the screen is all fucked up and now i cannot see ( Read more... )

i have made a huge mistake. but this summer has been so strange- how can i not see that this horrible decision fits in quite neatly, set snuggly aside all of the other mis/haps these last two months have made? at least i know what to do, it's just doing it that is so difficult.... it requires lying to a best friend and a few other nice people. ( Read more... )

i get used to it after a time each time i come in here, but my apartment walkng into it has a very strong musk of dead flowers and fruitfly bliss. i had those miserable menstral cramps today that are totally debilitating and annoying, accompanied by ibs and the promise of an ackward cover-shift full of trying not to rush to the bathroom and keep ( Read more... )

so sometimes people secretly suck, it's a fact and i guess everyone has to deal with it from time to time considering you can run across someone who's absolutely fucking amazing....... and then they disappoint you. but hey man, it's o.k. so i went to italy for about 5 months and towards the end of this mis/adventure i met a man, and not a boy ( ( Read more... )

my fingertips are magenta and a little thalo blu left over from the first plate. tomorrow is my last day in florence and i don't really know how i feel about that. i'm excited to travel, but i wish i could find my way back here without having to finish things up back in kansas. but i should. and so i will. if i'm stuck in the u.s. for too long ( Read more... )

i don't want to go up and down the stairs again, pay 260 euro to ship shit home or ask for any more money how am i broke i have no idea and stopping fucking nudging me i'm busy just fucking wait ( Read more... )

shit.  oh shit shit shit.  minolta's at it again project due tomorrow, negatives way too dense i have to bring it in th MB, because this battery is telling me lies.  otherwise, though, it's o.k. 

so, today, according to my horoscope, i may be inclined to take any advise or petty jokes personaly.  so, i guess i'm just way too defensive right now.  if feeling vulnerable and picked at corresponds with my enjoyment of the weather and craving a drink or two with mexican food, then i am just confused.  maybe it has to do with the prints of julie ( Read more... )

overall:
nicotine running-routes calling-cards emotional-baggage-that-is-none-of-my-business-handed-over-to-whom-it-may-concern fiesole gardens gardening reading: the river king, never trust a rabbit  potatoes garlic strawberries black pocket-coffee cappuccini sex manipulation (they always seem to pair un/intentionally) ackward unused-sidewalks sun ( Read more... )