Matt is off on guy weekend and the house feels doubly strange and empty as I haven't been here in nearly a month. To ward off the nervous jitterys, I've been watching old episodes of No Reservations, as I adore Anthony Bordain and will read or watch anything he's involved with ( Read more... )

Sometimes I feel like my whole life has been people calling dibs on me only to ignore me.

I have been in such a mood these days. I think it's because I'm hitting the tail end of my ten-year-anniversary with being 16, I've been tracking down the ghosts of my past on the internet. And this is going to shock ya'll, but, dun-dun-DUH the links are all way broken. The internet archives has no record of them. Past be way dead, folks ( Read more... )

Beautiful but blustery day. Played with Rosie in the morning then rode the subway to work. I really love riding the subway for some reason. I know I shouldn't. Septa stations can be pretty horrific, but there's something about the tiles and the dank and the roar through the tunnels that is calming.
In the gallery all by my lonesome today; Helen & ( Read more... )

Hello, Livejournal. My desk at the gallery has been moved back to the front room, and I'm three weeks ahead of schedule for the last show of the season. I've redesigned the website. The door is open and breeze is blowing in. So. Free time. Thought I'd let you know what I'm up to ( Read more... )

Killing time at the gallery. Owner went to New York. Worked so hard the last two weeks I now have not much to do. All three shows already set up for First Friday tomorrow. Not enthused about them really. Awful day. Some kid and his grandma came in, broke a $15,000 glass sculpture, and left. The artist is traveling today to Amsterdam, so we can't ( Read more... )

Aw. Man. I just found out Lee Hazelwood died. Like a week ago. I'm tres bummed out now. It was bound to happen soon; his newest album is clearly him getting his things in order and saying goodbye. And he never knew how much I admired him. I'll always have your music, Lee.

You Are 96% Feminist
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I am sitting at my fabulous new desk in what used to be our living room closet. After much hostility regarding the last redesign of our living space (instigated by Matt who is pathologically incapable of going more than 6 months without moving all of our stuff around) I finally have my own workspace again. So I can actually draw, and sew, and work ( Read more... )

Oh. Also: Matt and I are pathetically addicted to LOLCats now.


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