7.30.2007

hey guess what?

wtf? fuck my bitching. what's my problem? i need to have some fun!

i bet once i stop worrying about shit, it'll fix itself anyway. and even if not, i have to remind myself that when the time is right, things will happen for me. i deserve to have a good time, and if other people don't help me reach that goal, that's fine. just know that i am a really good friend, so if you decide to have me, i don't think you would regret it.

i'm going to dance to bad pop music some more, and think about how much i love this:



and my all time fave:

rut stuck

i am all sad and defeated feeling. wtf? should i give up?

fix it. somebody. i want this to go right. i am tired of waiting.

basil kinda smells like B.O.

my cat kiki specializes in making people's days a little bit better and brighter. case in point:



yes, i know you are jealous and want a feline companion such as mine.

also, i let my boss tweak my haircut. now i look like a monk. a hot monk, but a monk all the same:



yeah. def gonna be growing the sides of that shit out.

i am bored. i'm going to read my book.

7.29.2007

my god...

... i love my friends. what did i do to deserve such amazing people??

i reek of cigarette smoke and my teeth are gritty from sugar and alcohol, and i am pleased.

passin' over and out.

7.27.2007

it's official

i have officially put in my time off requests. traveling times are as follows:

nyc - 9/13-9/17
seattle - 10/17-10/21
miami - 11/01-11/03

if only i went to california, i'd be hitting all four corners of this fantastic country.

i have places to stay in seattle and miami, but not nyc yet. who wants to house me?! i promise i'll prove a good time.

mark your calendar for my tour date near you. some hangouttage is in order.

blanket like an envelope, send me away

i just perused banksy's website for about an hour, instead of doing any of the several things i 'should' do.

i need to go to the museum/library more. i prefer the museum. the library always overwhelms me, despite having the library guide tell us how to navigate it freshman year. plus, the few times i went to the library have been when i was on frantic research quests for writing classes. i wish that the hunt for new material (art, music, books) excited me... usually i just stumble upon it or someone tells me. i have been trying to do stuff that involves richness of mind rather than richness of pocket. it's a tough swing.

anyone wanna go to the museum with me?

it is sometimes difficult to know whether one is just in a funk, or needs help. i have been struggling a lot lately.. i sleep too much, i'm not keeping house at all, i feel anxious all the time, i'm missing my appointments... it's just a phase, right? i wish that i had a roommate, i think that would help. i feel like i'm in a hammock that is hanging too low, and i can't get enough energy to propel myself out. the only thing that worries me is that this has been going on since last year...

i wish my coworker would quit. how dare she ask a favor of me? stop smacking your gum in my ear, and say thank you for once in your self-righteous, mistakenly entitled life and maybe, MAYBE, we won't all hate you. move back to virginia beach where you belong.

peace, love, harmony and beauty. no judgment here.

trying to be content, here and now. i can't shake the feeling of dissatisfaction, but maybe that is good for an artist? i don't like using that label for myself, but designer seems too impersonal. desirtist? artigner?

i want to make the world fall asleep and hop naked along the river rocks on a hot day. i want to be seven and have my stuffed animals talk to me. narrow pleasures are what i seek.

and boobies. oh wait...

this one isn't funny, sorry.

i miss playing piano.

it makes me feel like i have something to say. like i can speak love.

i need a workspace, a studio. but i am just making excuses, because i have an aversion to work. my alarms don't wake me up anymore. sleep gives me headaches. i complain all day, and my heart flutters.

why do i hold myself back?

i don't want to try because i am afraid that all i have been praised for my whole life, is a lie. and i know it, i can see the transparence of my work. i don't want to be found out. sometimes i think i already have, and i'm the only person who is in denial. or just scared.

i want something more than anything... tell me what it is?

i should play again.

i wish i could be the feeling of watching my cats dream.

7.25.2007

another notch in my emo post

today, i see life as a lonely, beautiful fuck.

but i look on the bright side. i can take a shit and feel on boobs at the same time. my own blessed ones, at that. generally i would sooner reach for a magazine, but i like having the option.

so maybe life is good.

7.23.2007

15 things

I took this from my buddy superstantial. It is a list of 15 things that I have not told people, each one addressed to someone different. I'm pretty sure almost nobody will ask me about it, since i'm also pretty sure my friends don't know about this blog. that said, like superstantial said, if you read this and are very curious, i (mostly) have no problem telling you if one of them is about you.

1. You are my number 1 cheerleader. it amazes me that someone can see my faults so plainly over the years and still back me so strongly. Sometimes i want to shake you when you act so passive and are convinced that i get everything and you can never ask. you are the yang to my yin, the person i know i could come to at any moment.

2. you are the hugest inspiration to me. your disease has helped to make you the most beautiful person i have ever known. thinking about you ever leaving is a thought i cannot bear. i will never be able to listen to the beatles without thinking of you fondly.

3. sometimes i have a really difficult time respecting you, although you have given me so very much. sometimes i wish i had gotten more of your attention and less of your money. sometimes i crave your company, and then when i'm in it i want to get out. you have given me more opportunities than i could have ever hoped for.

4. although we have had problems in the past, i consider you a close friend and a second mother. i feel so blessed to have you in my life and in his life, too. i do not know what we would do if you were not here. for lack of a better term, you are a godsend to my family.

5. i hate hearing stories about the failed marriage. i wish i could preserve my childhood, and how i saw you then instead of knowing things about you as an adult. nevertheless, you helped give me the most priceless childhood. you helped my imagination grow in ways that nobody else could, and you helped make that time in my life one that i cherish always. sometimes i wish i were 7 again, and you are a big reason why.

6. i wish things weren't so convoluted between us. you mean a lot to me but sometimes i truly want to cut off all ties. and she is really driving a spike between us. our love was once so pure, albeit tame.

7. knowing you has taught me very valuable lessons about myself. i am thankful for that. it's too bad you have not learned one constructive lesson in the 8 years that i have known you. you are still busy tearing people down around you because you can't pull yourself up.

8. i wish we still talked. i wish you didn't feel bad about what happened, because i don't. i think you are happy, and that is all i could ever wish for you. thanks for being you, when we were together.

9. i love you so much, and i feel taken for granted. we've had our ups and downs over the years, and generally speaking we have pulled through and are still close. we have a friend chemistry unlike anyone else i know, and i cherish that greatly. please remember that your closest friends are the ones you should treat the best, not the other way around, because you come before everyone else in my friend book.

10. i'm worried about you. your current actions are not helping you heal from the past. you are hurting people. i love you and i want you to be happy.. i hope that this phase doesn't become more than just that, and that you can forgive and move on.

11. you think in circles. focus on now and i assure you things won't hurt so much. i wish i could help you, but we are just friends. i just hate seeing you so sad.

12. you are out of control and flighty. something may have happened between us, but you cast it aside, and possibly for good reason. doesn't mean i don't still think of you.

13. i am thankful to have spent our recent time together, and i truly hope that we can continue to spend time together in the future.. you have watched me grow up, and i feel that you are fond of me. i am fond of you too, and i'm so glad that you have found the person you will be with forever. i love her too. she is a goddess.

14. our loneliness bonds us. we don't have much in common, but i am very proud of you because you work your fuckin ass off. i'm lucky to know someone concerned with more honorable things than i.. you're a good influence and i have lots to learn from you.

15. i don't know exactly how you feel about me, i wish i did. you don't need to thank me any more. i liked it, and i like you. i feel there's a kindredness between us, and i feel safe with you. i hope that wasn't it, but if it was, then thank you too.

that felt really good. i thought i would be depressed afterwards, but i don't at all. i am lucky to have such incredible people in my life... even the ones who hurt me or hurt themselves have been crucial in my life. word up.

SUUSI and other attractions

yeah yeah yeah, fucka myspace. and fuck it being the only way to stay in touch with certain people. someday i will live without it. someday when i live on a giant commune with all the people i love and we all talk through a giant system of tin cans.

suusi is a unique experience, even from itself year to year. this year had a mellow feeling (despite unfortunately inevitable dumb drama) and my week didn't feel like it had started until wednesday, for reasons mostly unknown. maybe because that's when i stopped sleeping. i feel so special to know the people i see at suusi every year. even the ones that i barely talk to. ya'll make my heart swell. real life is like my prilosec, it stops the burn.

i started to feel extremely anxious and sad tonight. I was fine yesterday and most of today. after i got back i chilled at home and waited for my suitcase to unpack itself, then to the deaghlan's for exhausted post-suusi hangout. today i visited with the rents for breakfast (best peach i've eaten in a long time, mmm) and went shopping with hillary, which was incredibly fun. she wanted to spend the gift certificate i gave her for her birthday at this place called blythe. lingerie and shit. i had no idea our shopping experience would turn into a two hour-long bra show starring Marina and Hillary. those girls probably know our boobies better than their own now. by the end of it i was walkin around the store with sheer bras on like i was hot shit. i tried on this set that cost a total of $160. wtf? i didn't buy those. i did, however, spend far more money than i have on the hottest bras and undies that nobody will see. i'm sure the money spending has NOTHING to do with my post-suusi emotional void.

i talked to my mother on the phone a bit tonight about how anxious i have been about the future. i started worrying about it when i got back from italy last year, and i haven't stopped trying to beat it out of myself since. my mother suggested i focus on having fun now, and yeah, that is a great solution. how much power do i really have over my life past december anyway? letting things go organically would be the best way to go, but i can't stop fucking with stuff, especially thoughts. i'm a thought fucker.

it has never been easy for me to give up control. i'm much more laid back than i used to be, it's true, but i have never been in the position of not knowing where i'll be and what i'll be doing in a few months time. but you know what? i should trust in the uncertainty... that whatever is best will eventually unfold and that i should take one decision at a time. i want to be happy. and i probably could be fairly happy right now if i let myself. what haven't i got? i have a family that completely supports and loves me (and gives me home cooked meals!) and friends who make me laugh constantly and give me huggles, as well as shoulders to cry on and ears to vent into.. what else really matters? don't make it harder for yourself than it needs to be, manurnah.

i decided i'm going up to nyc in september. who's down? i need to have a better trip than the last one (no offense to tyler, bless his heart, for who could possibly have predicted a blizzard and apartment building fire in one night?). so whoever is there that wants to see me, i wanna see you too! let's make it happen cap'n. i'm also going to seattle october 17-21 to visit with da mama and any jans and hannas that may be around there too.

to do... soon:
-shed some pounds, gain some sexiness and stop being an old person with high cholesterol
-save money
-make some art/fashion
-actually quit my second job (before school starts...?)
-get more music (please give me suggestions/mix cds!!)
-stop being lonely because i am actually not entitled to cuddles and makeout sessions each night, as much as i wish i was

goodnight. tonight i'm going to munch my retainer, spoon my pillow and highlight my memories.