breakfast of champions

verses versus

Tue, 02 Oct 2007 04:57:39 GMT

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

HEAVEN AND EARTH MAGIC

Sun, 03 Jun 2007 03:11:11 GMT

4.5 hours, and i am in love.

kiss for you

Tue, 29 May 2007 06:41:49 GMT

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

werrrkbeserrrrk

Mon, 14 May 2007 17:37:56 GMT

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.

threes

Wed, 25 Apr 2007 03:40:49 GMT

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

bang!

Wed, 18 Apr 2007 09:12:02 GMT

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!!

nuravemasturbation.

Fri, 13 Apr 2007 07:23:08 GMT

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!

yelp

Mon, 09 Apr 2007 04:54:25 GMT

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

first & last

Fri, 06 Apr 2007 08:20:34 GMT

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.

goodnight!

wowowwowowowow

Sat, 31 Mar 2007 17:12:52 GMT

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.

see you never!

Wed, 21 Mar 2007 06:44:22 GMT

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.

i apologize, i'm drunk.

Thu, 08 Mar 2007 06:26:36 GMT

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!!!!!!!!!!!

freeee

Sat, 03 Mar 2007 23:46:47 GMT

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!

VICE SAVES TEXAS

IHEARTCOMIX

PANJEA.COM/CRASH BERLIN/TELEPORTDOOR

let's go!

i'm feeling...

Tue, 27 Feb 2007 06:27:52 GMT

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.

boring.

Sun, 25 Feb 2007 09:50:34 GMT

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.

finish to start

Fri, 23 Feb 2007 07:36:23 GMT

goodbye, old friends.

hello, young loves.

rollickal frollickal, or, I always LJ cut, but not this time. Deal with it.

Mon, 19 Feb 2007 11:19:57 GMT

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!).

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)

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.

i want my vh1

Sat, 17 Feb 2007 08:08:26 GMT

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.

babay

Sat, 10 Feb 2007 23:37:19 GMT

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.

So long, lady.

Thu, 08 Feb 2007 21:30:33 GMT

F S L S

Wed, 07 Feb 2007 23:53:59 GMT

yo yo yo!

so i don't get to see lost tonight when it airs (i'm dvr-ing it!) because i am going tooooooooo..........
MOTHERFUCKING JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE!

and p!nk is playing, too, haha.

and this just in:
Justin Timberlake has invited Andy Samberg to his Madison Square Garden shows so the two can reunite for a performance of their “SNL” song “D--- in a Box.” A rep for Timberlake said, “there may be a lot of surprises at Justin’s show.” /NYP 12

hallelujah hollaback.

<333

bomb bomb bomb

Sun, 28 Jan 2007 22:56:16 GMT

bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored

that took precisely 1 minute, from 1:52 to 2:52 of "He War" by Cat Power. I made 4 mistakes, and typed in a taptaptap-tap-tap rhythm of BOR-E-D at a rate of 102 words per minute (I really type at about 80). two customers came and left within the minute, impressive considering there are two flights of stairs leading down to to the main shop space, but i guess stairs don't really take as long as they seem. and I guess the "stairs taking a long time" assumption rises from all of the people who take the elevator up to the second and third floor. or maybe people are just lazy or crippled or both. laziness is crippling.

i am bored. i a m b o r e d.
iamBORED! i AM bored. I am bored.
did you read those accenting different words? Because I did as I typed them. except for the last sentence. I is normally capitalized, so I think to get the effect I want I should instead write, "I am bored."

I am also full. From an avocado sandwich. I told you, avocados comprise about 75% of my diet these days. Is there a point where good fat turns into bad fat? I should probably stop eating them, but I can't. I lost my damn mind with avocados on the brain.

Writing this post has made me more bored, I think, because I realize that I have nothing to say.
I will try for a real update, though.

I start classes at the International Center of Photography sometime next week. I think my class letters list January 30th and February 2nd as the start dates, but they are supposed to be on Monday and Thursday. As the 30th and the 2nd are Tuesday and Friday, respectively, I'm a bit confused.
Anyway, I'm taking fashion photography and portrait photography with an emphasis on lighting, something I know pretty much nothing about but am so pumped to start learning!

Last night I answered an ad in search of a part time nanny/babysitter, and the mom called me today to meet. I haven't worked with children for a few years now, but I babysat for most of my adolescence, and I worked as a summer school and camp counselor for years when I got older. My internship ends after our show on the 6th, so I'll just be taking two classes a week and working at the store on the weekends. Nannying is a pretty lucrative gig up here, so if I get it, it'll be nice to have that extra money--not that I'd do it just for the skrill. I still want to intern, though, but this time with a photography studio or something of the like. I also entertained ideas of interning with insound, just for the perks (free music and nerdy music boys? c'mon!), but I don't think I could sit for hours packaging cd orders every day and feel content and accomplished...so children it is (they're our future, you know.)!

my phone got stolen, so I'm now a kind of embarrassed owner of a blackberry pearl. why I need this much phone, I don't know. and I actually don't need this much phone. not in the least. it does have a scrolly sphere, though, and that is pretty awesome. and actually, the phone kind of rules, but dang does it make me feel self conscious.

don't come in don't come in don't come in...
that's how i will window shoppers away. they always peek in through the doors at the top of the steps, trying to get a glimpse of what kind of shop it is.
most of the time they come in and turn around before they reach the first landing.

hunter, the awesome, long-haired guy from vulcan video who moved here a few weeks ago, and I are going to start doing music together. Neither of us have instruments. we're gonna be a sweet a capella group.

one hour left!

addendum:

guess what! I start school <<<<>>>> SO. It is 3 am, and I am finishing a pattern I was going to work on tomorrow at my internship, even though it's my day off tomorrow. after my pattern is done, I have to read the latest issue of W magazine, which I luckily had on hand, thanks to my sister's transferred subscriptions, find 5 fashion spreads to tear from, and then burn some photos to a cd for a digital portfolio (no time to print!). THEN I have to work on my resume for my interview tomorrow.
WHOOOOAAAAAA!

I haven't stayed up this late in a while because of work. it makes me delirious. i kind of like it.
oh, and my back has been paining me for weeks. like...a sharp, stabbing pain in my shoulderblade. it also itches and stings when i scratch it.
any ideas? i'm thinking a pinched nerve or something.

I'm watching pretty woman, too. WHAT A NIGHT!!

Sat, 20 Jan 2007 22:34:51 GMT

ok, i know i'm not a culinary genius, and i'm only as good as the recipes i follow, but oh man, i made the best best vegan cake (and frosting!) the other day.
it's moist and delicious and totally healthy...er than regular cake.

i would take pictures, but there's absolutely nothing left.

Rich Chocolate Cake
(From the post punk kitchen.)
Submitted by Isa

prep time: 15 minutes | cooking time: 25 minutes | makes 12 slices

Well the name says it all. This is the richest chocolate cake around. To make it a 2 layer cake, multiply the ingredients by one half and divide into 2 seperate springform pans. If you don't have springform pans, cover the bottoms in parchment paper or it will stick.

Equipment:
springform pans, 2 good sized bowls, a wisk, saucepan
Ingredients:

3/4 cup whole wheat pastry flour
1 cup all purp unbleached flour
2 teaspoons baking powder
1 teaspoon baking soda
3/4 cup good cocoa powder
1/2 teaspoon salt
1 cup plain soymilk
1/2 cup canola oil
1 1/2 cups pure maple syrup
1 teaspoon apple cider vinegar
2 teaspoons vanilla

Directions:

Preheat oven to 350 F. Spray a 9 inch springform pan with non stick cooking spray.

Sift together flours and baking powder and baking soda.

In a saucepan, heat the soymilk on low-medium heat. When it is slightly bubbling, add the cocoa powder and wisk well until it is dissolved. Remove from heat.

Combine the other liquid ingredients in a bowl and whisk well. Add the cocoa mixture and combine. Add the wet ingredients to the dry.

Pour batter into prepared pan, bake at 350 F for 25 minutes until a toothpick or butter knife comes out clean. Let cool completely and frost with your favorite frosting.

Chocolate Frosting
(From vegweb.)

Ingredients:

1/2 cup oil
3 tablespoon cocoa
6 tablespoon soymilk
1 lb sugar (I use about 1/2 this amount because 1 lb is a lot!)
1 teaspoon vanilla or almond extract

Directions:

Mix all ingredients together until smooth.

Q: can one be a sex-positive asexual?
cause i think that's where I'm headed.

OK!!

friends forever

Sun, 14 Jan 2007 19:44:07 GMT

"thanks to a lucky break I have come upon kevin fedline's itinerary for SUnday, January 14th (today!!!!!!). apparently at 6pm this evening kevin federline will be visiting an undisclosed business on or near the corner of 12th and broadway. dont miss out on the opportunity to get autographs from this newly single beauty. wear shirts, brings sign and..

Popozão!!!!!!!!! MAKE SOME NoIzE "

"hella drunk SWM 4 SWF - m4w - 20M, drunk land

I am hella drunk atm lol, pretty much a yuppie lets talk i am hella drunk you should be cute send a pic and aim/msn name lets chat lol be fun i am drunk have a little fun i say fun stuff enjoy yourself i have pictures will send for your pic do have a car etc hapy hapy joy joy lool"

wowwwwww, i love craigslist.

ok! 5 more hours of work left, and then i'm going home to nap (hopefully!).
i have slept a total of 9 of the past 72 hours. best fwends and freaks & geeks nightly marathons have taken over my life, and that is a very awesome thing!!

tonight i'm going out to see flosstradamus, pase rock, kudu, cosmo baker, and spank rock, all together! at a polish dance club!!

my roommate just sent me a text that said, "a bird shit on my head in central park."
he he he.
that happened to me once while i was taking out the trash at my old house in richardson.
just SPLAT! smack dab in the part in my hair.

oh and shit! we're getting a new couch tomorrow! it's a sectional WITH a pull-out bed, and it is amazing.. it can probably fit 4 people total, spanning the bed and the couch, so next time you come, you won't have to sleep on the floor...unless there are, like, 9 of you. then maybe some of yous have gotta sleep on the floor.

look!

ah, the domestic life.

nelly furtado's song "do it" is so good.
i think i will listen to it 5 times at work today.
and i think i will eat another avocado sandwich (the 10th at least in the past month) for lunch.
and maybe have some soup and naan.
but i have falafel on the brain right now, and i wish oasis could deliver across the east river.

i wish i didn't drink sparks last night (WHY do i do that??)

i am hungry! i am willing these customers to leave so i can eat
(it's not working.)

please move here so we can play.
and...start a band with me!

see you soon (i hope!).

blubbbb

Wed, 27 Dec 2006 23:19:58 GMT

i do not want to do a damn thing for new year's eve. i especially do not want to go to my neighbor's "factory party," as in foil-covered walls, as in ridiculous debauchery, as in hate myself in the morning come-down.
i would very much prefer to sit at home, not spend any money, not get crazy, not think about whether or not i can find someone to kiss me at midnight for the first time in my life.
yuck. shut up, self.

dallas is depressing. desolate. drab. dreary. makes me want to nap and then write about it, just because i have nothing better to do. i'm sick of driving, and i don't have a bike, and everything's too far to walk to.

moan, moan, moan! i gotta get out of here!!!