Home

Advertisement

breakfast of champions [entries|archive|friends|userinfo]
jojolene

verses versus [Oct. 2nd, 2007|12:15 am]
[music |andrew bird]


VS







VS








BUMMER.


it's also very unlikely that I'm going to get the organ. But I do want it. A lot. And I haven't bought a single piece of clothing for what seems like months.
So I guess my logic there is that...I owe it to myself?
It sounded like a horrible reason the second it came out of my mouth, and that sucks!
I can feel the weight of responsibility dragging me down into grownupdom.

and oh man, now I'm thinking about how I need a a new vacuum cleaner.

Obviously, not just any vacuum will do.

I really want this:



But, I'll probably end up with something more like this:



but OH SHIT, I JUST SAW THIS:




$900.
GULP.
Obviously I am going with the last one.

I am joking. OBVS.

But seriously. Buy me a vacuum, so I can spend my money on organs and food and records and more that I can put in the ikea store-all bookshelfy thing that I have yet to buy.
OKBYEee
Link10 duh!!!|wha???

HEAVEN AND EARTH MAGIC [Jun. 2nd, 2007|11:08 pm]
[mood | ecstatic]



4.5 hours, and i am in love.
Link11 duh!!!|wha???

kiss for you [May. 29th, 2007|02:16 am]
[place |home]
[mood | tired]
[music |wfmu]

i am really really really really really really tired.
i'm also really really really really sunburned.
my forehead is crispy and peeling, although it's not hurting or red, but the rest of my upper body is.
my shoulders, my chest, and back are burned to a pretty ridiculous shade of lobster red. it does not feel good...in fact, you could say it feels the opposite of good. also, applying aloe vera gel and then immediately standing in front of your ac unit is not a good idea. ice daggers!

but i had way fun this weekend. best fwends were in town. i saw shows. i took pictures. we went to coney island. i rested some. i spent some money from my new paycheck. it was the sweetest ever.

highlights:



this guy destroyed me.




this was cool until the dumb girls started throwing cans. i got hit on the head, and they fucked up johnny death set's laptop, so that was definitely a low point.
but i like silly string. that's fun.




bowtie-wearing penis




pals eating knish at coney island!!!


oh, my roommates, the brookes, are in austin until thursday. they are way fun and my friends, and you are way fun and my friends, so work it out and hang out, dudes!

ok! <3
Link1 duh!!!|wha???

werrrkbeserrrrk [May. 14th, 2007|11:51 am]
[place |studio]
[mood | chipper]
[music |last caress]

YO.

Not much to report.
I moved into a new apartment. This one is even better than the last. Let me just tell you.
Washer and dryer? IN HOUSE.
Dishwasher? IN HOUSE.
Backyard? 1200 sf, and PRIVATE. HELLLLOOOO slip & slide (and BBQ and hammock and trampoline and graffiti on the brick wall and wading pool)!
that's pretty much all you need to know. GIT YR BUTZ OVR HERE...

I've been working a lot, but not saving any money...well, saving, but it's all going to a new tattoo. Stupid and wasteful? absolutely.
but forget about real needs like housing and food and electricity, let's talk about wants.
oh, and it's of that harry smith film still that has been my phone background (wallpaper?) for, like, over a year. a black rectangle with a face, skeleton man, and a disco ball inside. OMG, RITE?

I saw LiLo at a party on Friday night. She was the guest of honor. It was stupid! not like dumb stupid, although it was, it was, like, insane stupid...like...let's get retarded in here stupid.

A week before that, I saw Bjork at Radio City. It was pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty good. and by good i mean amazing. She's insane and fun and I want to put her in my pocket. A tabletop Bjork would be incredible.
and apparently she's a big fan of Spank Rock, because for her show at the Apollo, she asked him to open, which is pretty huge.
and when Antony (& the johnsons!) didn't know who Spank was when she introduced them, she said, "you know, Rick Rubin, Rick Rubin, Rick Rubin," singing and dancing around and throwing bows like a crazy person. True story.

Sun-jue is in town with the Zig man, and for the short while I've gotten to see them in the middle of packing, moving, unpacking, and working, it's been pretty excellent. He still says "PANTS" when we talk about george, and now he does this alarm "EEEE-errrrr EEEEEEE-errrrr EEEEE-errrr noise" when he hears spank rock's name, which is....hilarious.

and I'm working. I don't really know what I'm doing at all. Today I'm sitting in for my photographer's studio manager, and I'm feeling pretty incompetent. not helping is the fact that I just had to look "incompetent" up to make sure i spelled it correctly (i did).
Being on set is a lot more exciting, although I feel pretty incompetent there, too, but I'm more fulfilled at the end of the day.

I'm coming up on my one year anniversary with new york. Isn't that strange? That means that for almost a whole year, we've been apart from each other.

the weather is really nice.
you should come up here soon. really, i mean it. it's perfect.
Link6 duh!!!|wha???

threes [Apr. 24th, 2007|11:16 pm]
[place |bed.]
[mood | tired]
[music |iron & wine.]

saw hot chip + tussle, and it killed me.
saw japanther and harry and the potters, too.
thursday i'm going to see lightning bolt, xbxrx, Aa, and high places, and i think that's going to rule.

met suuuuper hip, fancy kids who were friends of friends and hung out at their LES apartment...they have, not just any flat iron, but a CHI, plugged in and hanging up in their bathroom.
only boys live there.
we played 3s.

found a new, better place, complete with a washer and dryer.
it's a 3 bedroom.
we haven't told the boys that we're not living with them yet.

got in multiple discussions with my sister about why we should not live together.
it made me depressed and feel like a pretty awful person.
and then i played guitar and felt like a douchey, depressed, awful person.

my mom finally admitted that she agrees with me about our living together.
i'm not going to give into my sister, just because i feel bad.
i don't know if this is a good decision, or if I'm just being selfish.

someone is firing off fireworks near my house, but i'm not scared this time.
i'm looking out the window to see where they are.
i might lose an eye or a head.

it's springtime here.
almost summer, actually.
i barely had enough time to wear cardigans before it got too hot.

i got my first, real paycheck since living here.
it was as good as i thought it would be.
until i remembered how much new york takes out in taxes.

the producer of the shoot said i should come work for her.
that might be nice.
as long as it's steady and paying.
i can do photography on the side.

i'm sleepy.
good night.
<3
Link11 duh!!!|wha???

bang! [Apr. 18th, 2007|03:39 am]
[place |devoe, for now!]
[mood | annoyed]
[music |sopranos.]

woooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!! we threw a party so fucking rad that we got evicted!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ok, that's not exactly the whole story.

this is:

we threw a party in honor of bangs brooke's mom's birthday, who was visiting in town, and curly brooke's birthday, as well, on saturday night at 11 pm. there were maybe a max of 30 people there at a time.

so i get a call at around 2:30 am from my landlord, and she asks me if we're having a party. i decide it'll be better not to lie, and I say yes, that we're having a few friends over for brooke's mom's birthday (absolutely true). she says the police called her to let her know that we were having a party (...right...), and that she's coming over.
We immediately turn off the music, and shoo everyone, with the exception of about 10 people, out, and i call her back to apologize and let her know that we've turned off the music and made everyone leave, and she starts screaming about how she has to come over because she doesn't appreciate getting calls at 3 am, and IUWOEIULKJ OIUE LKU LIWEII[ROQ LKJPAOIUEYRIJ3NLRIUKJNSN IOOIUWE KJR OSIR APOWEI RLWKJE RL.AWKERL.IAWJE .LRKAJW L.FKJ ELKIUOWIENKRJHKL.,MNBGUJKJENM KJH KJOIULKENHRGKWKJE ,SM DFIWJWLKEJ RW *CLICK*!
some people start cleaning, and jack and i wait outside at the front to greet our landlords. they arrive, pass us by without saying a word, and barge in, where they find no party, scream some jibberish, and storm outside. but before they leave, they decide to spray out the outdoor fireplace with a fire already nearly dead from rain with a water hose at full blast. at every angle. for five minutes straight.

and then we proceeded to get hammered.

come monday night, we get a knock on the door, and heyo! it's maria. she doesn't say a word, just hands brooke two envelopes and leaves.
enclosed was this gem of a letter. add the [sic] where applicable...and boy is it.

"I am enraged by the events that look place in the early hours of April 15, 2007, where I was contacted by my neighbors because of the noise level. It is absolutely unacceptable that my neighbors are being disturbed at 2:30 AM by your loud music, yelling, and screaming. There is no paragraph in the lease that gives you any rights to throw parties that disturb the neighborhood. Furthermore, I do not appreciate receiving calls from my neighbors at 2:30 in the morning because my tenants do not know how to behave in a residential neighborhood. This is totally unacceptable. You have been told upfront that there is no throwing of parties in this building. As such I think that the best solution will be that your lease will be cancelled and May 31st, 2007 will be your last day in the apartment."

first, there's nothing written about parties at all in our lease. sure, we weren't given permission, actually, i take that back. she once said something to the extent of, "you can have people over, we just don't want any strangers walking in. don't open the doors and let everyone in. just people you know." they have a pretty strict rider (no pets, etc), so if they wanted to outlaw parties, they should have put that on there, as well as how many people constitues a party or the maximum number of people we can have in the house at one time.
second, in another part somewhere, she states that she told us that our courtyard hours are strictly from 10 am to 10 pm. ludicrous. a. she never said a word about a curfew, b. even if she had, she couldn't prove it.
rude.
third, i doubt her neighbors in greenpoint could hear our party. perhaps she's protecting other tenant's identities...we're pretty sure they're people in the nit upstairs in the front building. fuckers.

we haven't decided if were going to fight it or what, i think we're better off not living under people like that. i want ragers, man! i want fun! no, in all seriousness, i just don't want to have to walk on eggshells in my own home, but at the same time, our place is fucking amazing, and we love it here. we're gonna try to talk to her soon, but i honestly dont' know what good it'll do. but anyway, yep! that's about it.
just working for days straight (tomorrow is my first day off since last sunday), figuring this shit out.

i'm tired!!
Link2 duh!!!|wha???

nuravemasturbation. [Apr. 13th, 2007|03:00 am]
[place |bbdevoe house.]
[mood | tired]
[music |annnnoyed]

oh my god.

i never really saw what little richie saw in AM, but holy shit.
in my roommate's words, "AHHHHHHHHH!!!!OHMYGOD! HE'S BETTER THAN DIPLO!"
coming from a hollertronix fanboy, that's like saying paul was better than jesus.
or something like that.

i also saw the klaxons and got my nu rave on.
little british boys are always cute in hoodies and neon patches, lit by strobe lights, no matter how uninspiring their music is.
so i guess what i'm saying is, yeah. i actually enjoyed them.
wank wank wank.

um, i've been working on this photo shoot, and it's been pretty pleasurable, despite the fact that a 34 year old dude is IN LOVE WITH ME ALREADY...after knowing me for about 72 hours.

ok, so i maybe kind of got drunk with him after the second day and ended up making out with him.
that's always good and fine. a fun whatever time.

BUT.

then he started talking.

"umm...you kind of take my breath away."
"so i'm single, and you're single...what should we do about that?"

NO. so i told him the short story about that boy i love and how it's complicated and how it kind of breaks my heart, and he said, "hey. i won't ever break your heart. i promise."

did i mention he's 34? that alone is not so much of an issue. the issue is that he acts like he's a 12 year old boy who's just kissed his first girl.
he even ambushed me in an elevator the day after the make out. as in, "hey, let's go smoke downstairs, instead of outside on the terrace where everyone does so i can kiss you while we're alone on the elevator and you can't escape. and when we walk back inside from smoking, i can wait for you while you TRY to duck out by saying you have to use the restroom but instead i wait for you so you HAVE to ride with me, where i'm going to try again. maybe this time you shouldn't resist and push me away with your arm."

and we live in the same neighborhood, so he asks me to ride home with him every day...well, every day since tuesday.
and yesterday he hugged me on the train. during rush hour. he motioned for me to walk over to his side of the train so he could put his arms around me. i had to break free of his embrace after about 3 seconds.
and then he asked if he could, "get a little kiss" after hugging me for no less than 10 seconds on the bedford platform when we were going our separate ways...but not after he toyed with the idea of coming to my other internship with me.

but seriously? kissing on the platform? NO. i don't do that. kissing!?...in public (not that there's anything wrong with that, but YIKES! PDA!? ew).

Y I K E S.

boys all over my jock.
it's a bad scene. i need to go back to being asexual...

and i need to sleep more.

in fact, i'm off now.
work in 5.5 hours.

goodnight!
Link11 duh!!!|wha???

yelp [Apr. 9th, 2007|12:11 am]
[place |home]
[mood | okay]
[music |planes]

i hear it's colder in texas than it is in new york.
that it balls out snowed in april.
what strange fucking weather we're having.

spring was a dream and now it's gone!
sun and flowers replaced by flurries and wind and rain and thunder.
dang.

my sister and i fought all weekend about nothing. i honestly can't even remember what it was about.
i told my parents our living in the same city would be a bad scene, but they refused to believe it.
you better believe they do now.
after a tumultuous 48 hours filled with screaming and crying, mostly on her part, and mostly due to misunderstandings and miscommunications, we've managed to swim back to safe waters...but i'm just waiting for it to happen again. over nothing. that's just how we roll.

it's strange. one of my roommates spends literally all day in his room and doesn't emerge until everyone has gone to bed. at least three times in the past month, no less than 5 minutes after the last people in the living room turn off the tv and go to bed, i hear him clomp down the steps and into the kitchen for iced tea, then the living room to turn the tv on again. maybe he's just sick of seeing us. five people is a lot to have in a living room all at once, i guess. he could be more discreet about it, though. wait maybe 15 minutes so it doesn't seem like he's constantly got his ear to a glass.

i start my first day of 3rd assisting tomorrow. i've never done it before, and i'm kind of nervous. but excited. target's a huge campaign, so it'll be a great learning experience. and i'll get paid! yes! work for 6 days straight, then a week off, then another six days. did you know that the big photographers can get upwards of 100k to walk into a studio and take a picture? in one day? it's insane.

did i also mention that i'm going to be working on the FP newsletter? i'm supposed to write copy about designers and trends and lifestyley things. i'm obviously not much of a writer, but i hope i will do alright. if you have any suggestions on trends to cover, i'd love some input. i'm already thinking female turbans, a la prada + little edie and vests, too. i'm leaning more toward the turban thing...although i don't know anyone who actually wears them.

oh! we got a karaoke machine. it's insane. look at the hits our first cd has:
-mr. brightside!
-hollaback girl!
-my humps!
-listen to your heart!
-don't cha!
-pimpin' all over the world!

AND MORE.
like...nickelback and fall out boy.
CLASSICKS.

ok, i have to go to bed. let's talk sopranos/entourage later.

good week!

<3
Link3 duh!!!|wha???

first & last [Apr. 6th, 2007|03:48 am]
[place |home]
[mood | exhausted]
[music |sleepytime mix.]

i just got home from watching ecstatic sunshine/no age/high places.
actually that's not entirely true.
i got home about two hours ago from the show and a bar and proceeded to spend the following time on the computer, making and eating ramen noodles (the make took about 5 minutes, where as the eat took about 1 hour), and half-watching tonight's office.
my stomach hurts now!
the show was pretty great.
i saw hec/ktor. hunter met me there. i saw mary & rob from high places. i saw pteromat&joedyl. and elizabeth skadden, who's in town, obviously. and cause co-motion. and a dude who played with barr. and one of the vice dudes. and apparently a ton of other industry people in attendance, according to hector, who was elated at his extended conversation with a the touch & go dude.
it was a very looky looky show.
but totally worthwhile.

i finished class for the semester tonight.
my instructor says he loves my work. i have a great eye for light and composition, and i have great potential, but i could take it further when i gain more experience. so i guess that's good.

i got another internship, but this time with an actual photographer. he shoots mainly fashion, which is cool, but the best part about it is that he will hire me to be an assistant on days where he needs one. next week we begin a giant tarjay ad that spans a couple of weeks, and i will have rent money.

it's 34 degrees outside. we turned out heat back on.
ridiculous. give me spring!

i'm about to pass out.
will update later.

in the meantime, here's a picture i took of brooke for my portraiture final.

brooke

goodnight!
Link5 duh!!!|wha???

wowowwowowowow [Mar. 31st, 2007|12:57 pm]
oh my god.
this is what i'm doing on august 9th.



+




DAFT PUNK AT KEYSPAN PARK ON CONEY ISLAND!!!!

friends, there could not be a better time to visit.
Link11 duh!!!|wha???

see you never! [Mar. 21st, 2007|01:16 am]
[place |the burbs]
[music |24 is on tv]

i'm really jonesing for a post, but i don't have anything to say (well, i do, but i won't because then it'll just be, like, way annoying/cryptic/whatever post, and what's the point anyway?)!!!
suffice it to say, i <3 someone, bad timing suxxxxxx, and "complicated" can kiss my butt.

movingon.

sxsw was fun.
i had a good time seeing people. seeing live musics.
holy fuck, ponytail, and the mall saved my life.
health, dirty projectors, and the apes were just as good and maybe even better than before, actually.
friends' bands were, of course, awesome.
and everyone else was good, too. aces all around.

oh, and fuck the police for their mad party shut-downs.
i was in the mood to dance, god damn it!

now i'm stuffing my face with food. it's good eatin' on your parents' tab.

how am i going to go back to regular life and work in less than a week?
ohhhh, right. i don't have a job! it'll be really easy.

i am so ready for a wedding.
Linkwha???

i apologize, i'm drunk. [Mar. 8th, 2007|01:24 am]
[place |brooklyn]
[music |oprahhhhhhh]

but brooke my roommate just said, "we need more shalom in the home.'

and i died.

and then i decided to write a blog about it.
just because i'm kind of drunk. i can do that, you see.

uhhhh.......

CAN'T WAIT TO SEE YOU GUYS SOON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
hooorayyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!

edit:
oh yeah, my mom sent me an email earlier today about keeping a steady job while looking for a better one with the subject line, "riding a dunkey finding a horse."

she's awesome.

and i'm still drunk. well, tipsy now. i have been drooling on my pillow, though, and that's kind of funny and unpleasant at the same time. kind of like a shart, if it doesn't happen to you. hahahahahaha
my co-workers gave me a mixed drink of revive vitamin water + vodka (not good) at 5:30 or so to toast my birthday, and then presented me with a personal-sized bottle of jameson (good).
then we took a shot.
then i ate sushi.
then i had more shots and drinks.
and i did NOT vomit!
yes!
but hey! thanks for all the birthday messages, friends! i love you guys, and again, I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ok bye!!!!!!!!!!!
Link4 duh!!!|wha???

freeee [Mar. 3rd, 2007|06:06 pm]
ok, i don't have a wristband, so i'm gonna try to get into every free party possible.
here's what i've got so far.
rsvp, come with, and add to the list!

thus far: )
let's go!
Link11 duh!!!|wha???

i'm feeling... [Feb. 27th, 2007|12:58 am]
[place |bed]
[music |iron]

very uninspired.
i've been playing music to myself every night since i got my little sk-5 and my sister brought back my long lost les paul from home, but i have come to accept the fact that i suck, s-u-c-k, at music. i've always suspected this, but now i'm certain.
everything sounds like a mix between mirah and cat power, but BAD, ie simple power chord progressions, and one of my lines is "let's not visit or k.i.t."
it does make me laugh, though.

i am super tired, and my sister is coming up again tomorrow for a job interview. she might move here! but we won't live together until my lease is up, at the earliest...and even then, i don't know how our relationship would fare if we shared an apartment. it would be nice, however, to have such a predictable, neat roommate, someone with whom i could share food and clothes and pretty much anything with. and she's my sister, and we get along better now than ever before. but maybe it's the thousands of miles separating us...i don't know. we'll see.

for now, sleep.
Link2 duh!!!|wha???

boring. [Feb. 25th, 2007|04:42 am]
[place |bed]
[music |sleepy stuff]

i went to a dub war tonight, which was kind of awesome at times and just repetitive at pretty much every other moment.
some boy told me he was in love with me.
i thought it would be a good idea to call lots of people (i apologize for the lateness, by the way, if you were a recipient).
and i wished i were already in austin (i still do).
and then i thought about how i'm going to be there in two weeks.
and the people i'll see.
and i was happy!

happy.
Link6 duh!!!|wha???

finish to start [Feb. 23rd, 2007|02:25 am]
[music |beach house]

hello/goodbye )
Link4 duh!!!|wha???

rollickal frollickal, or, I always LJ cut, but not this time. Deal with it. [Feb. 19th, 2007|05:43 am]
[place |bed]
[music |sleepy musics]

valentine's day was easy.
chinese new year was not.

As soon as I heard the drums and cymbals of the dragon dance, I started to cry.
I am insane.
I miss my family.

luckily, I had really, really amazing extended family waiting for me down the street.
pictured here are my great aunt and uncle, or my ye-pwo and ye-gong (no idea how to write pinyin, the phonetic spelling, but good enough!).

ye-pwo & ye-gong

they are such incredible family to have here.
when I tried to give my great aunt some money for the meal, she hit me with the bills and said, "what's wrong with you!? we aren't americans!"
i laughed.

I'm back with my old friend insomnia. It's been so long, I thought he'd forgotten about me.
damn.

hunter and i were talking the other night over falafel after we saw BARR (with lucky dragons at the kitchen, an experimental, performance art space, which was, uh, fucking awesome, see, I have a picture to prove it)

BARR

anyway, we were talking about this whole asexuality thing--he's identified as one for a while, and I think it's definitely where I'm at now.
Just to be clear, it's not a matter of withholding from myself as penance or anything like that. If you know me at all, you know I pretty much live for crushes and have them constantly. and chances are, I've had a crush on you at some point, in some way or another, and this is because I kind of love everyone. well, most everyone, but you get it.

So I still have those feelings, but I'm not getting any of the other stuff--no urges, no needs to be filled, no mess. I'm sure a lot of people ascribe this orientation to depression or something that may lie deeper, but right now it's good. No crazier than I normally am when I'm on the road to menstruation.

my sister gets here tomorrow, and my room is a mess!!
I keep moving the huge mound of clothes on and off my bed.
from the floor to the bed when I'm looking for clean clothes to wear.
from the bed to the floor when I want to sleep.
I resolve to have it clean before 3 pm, when she steps in the door, so I have got to shut my eyes now.
and the sun's coming up. I hate that.
Link8 duh!!!|wha???

i want my vh1 [Feb. 17th, 2007|02:38 am]
[mood | amused]

I've had a pretty awesome tv evening so far.
Take the Lead--Antonio Banderas teaching ballroom dancing to inner city delinquents=awesome.
Vh1's Celebrity Eye Candy--celeb news, bad photos, etc.=awesome.
Vh1's Can't Get A Date--balls crazy people who can't get dates...at least this woman who's on right now is=awesome...except the disembodied voice-host is kind of unnerving.

yeah, that's pretty much it. blogging about tv on a friday night is how i do.

OH! and I got one of these:



rule.
Link8 duh!!!|wha???

babay [Feb. 10th, 2007|06:37 pm]
[place |i<3]
[mood | indifferent]
[music |BEST FWENDS! "cloud of hope"]

January was and February has been and is going to be an insane month.
After a rad month of hanging out pretty much non-stop with Anthony and Dustin, Emjo is in town for a few days, and then my sister comes in town the next week.
I'm tired.

I started my photography classes at ICP, and they both seem really great so far. I'm especially excited about fashion photography because it'll teach me how to direct people, something that I'm almost incapable of doing at this point.

My last day at VC was on Friday, so I'll have more time to focus on photography and finding a job assisting. Or even better--exploring and taking more photos. Too bad it wouldn't help me pay my rent.

Also, I think I'm falling apart. Literally. and emotionally, too, I guess.
My shoulder blade has been hurting for about a month or so, and recently it's gotten insanely itchy. It's pretty sucky when it flares up and I'm bundled up on the train and can't move my arms to scratch my back without removing all 398 layers of clothing.
Also, one of my toenails is too long and is digging into the side of another toe. That's pretty gross, but it's the dang truth.
Also, I have mad dry skin on the side of my knees. or a rash. It's so red and itchy I can't tell.
Also, I woke up the other day with what looked like a rash running down my jawline to my neck to my upper chest. Then it went away the next day.

Falling apart!

As for my mental state, I very nearly cried twice today for no reason. Once when I was listening to Paper Television, which I've listened to about a million times before without shedding a tear. The other time was a couple of hours later when I was talking to my dad on the phone and he was asking about work and how things are going, and tears welled up in my eyes and almost started sobbing. It took everything I had to stop my voice from quivering so he wouldn't know. I don't know what's wrong with me, but I guess I'm kind of sad.

I've been considering asexuality for the past few weeks (no joke). No attraction, no sex drive, no desire to date/meet/talk to boys at all. I realize there's more to it than that, and it just sounds like a dry spell at this point, but I've gotta start somewhere, right? and I've been doing well so far.
And then all of a sudden I got lonely last night. I was with a group of 7 or so people, and I felt sad, even though there were so many good friends around.
oh, blues.
I'm sure it'll pass. My itchy back is another story, however.
I think I need a big, long hug. Actually, I know I do.
And I am missing all of you a lot right now.

OH, shit! fuck the sad stuff. In WTF news, Rachel (yes, that rachel) is getting married to Chase, my ex-boyfriend's best friend and college roommate, who she's been dating for a while now. and I think she's christianly now...she'd have to be for him to propose, I think, if he hasn't changed his ways.

It smells like weed in here.

oh yeah, and Justin Timberlake was AMAZING.
Brooke and I screamed like we were 13, and it felt so good.
Timbaland was there and did a medley during intermission.
2:30 am came out with their dicks in boxes for the first encore, and I almost peed myself it was so good.
I have some pretty radical cameraphone pictures, where you can almost see justin if I point him out to you first.

my stomach hurts.
I'm tired!

I think I'm going to try to nap away the last 1.5 hours of work and will people not to come inside.
Link9 duh!!!|wha???

So long, lady. [Feb. 8th, 2007|04:08 pm]
Link3 duh!!!|wha???

navigation
[ viewing | most recent entries ]
[ go | earlier ]

Advertisement