so I definitely morphed into a five-year old today at the airport. this is what happens when merritt wakes up still drunk after only three hours of sleep: she naps a lot, cries on the phone while yelling at her dad, and then bounces up and down while eating mcdonald's french fries. but I am home at last. the flight from new york to chicago was ( Read more... )

wednesday I arrived, very tired, and we ate good pizza and shopped briefly. ate at a awesome indian food place. there were four places right next to each other and all the waiters are like "come eat here here! here! here! I'll give you free samosas ahhhhh." the place we went was tiny and the walls were covered in mirrors and mylar paper. there were ( Read more... )

I have spent the last few days, in addition to the usual

-babysitting my cousin, she had to clarify that I was not her mother at the park (she's four), even though I was somehow the oldest person there, including the three moms ( Read more... )

it is really hot here. so hot, in fact, I refuse to believe that it is this hot anywhere else on earth at the moment ( Read more... )

so I talked to my parents about it and my dad goes "are there any songs that remind you of him?" and I was like "yeah" and he says "don't listen to them!" and in my head I was like "oh! is it too cliched to be like 'every song in the world?'" and my life was very dramatic for three hours.

tonight i'm going to a kegger. HA! a kegger!

I think I don't like ben harper because it's like the music they play in the background of some cheesy 90s movie. and the two main characters, who are fairly old and wearing those terrible 90s clothes, are probably having sex but not even having sex just the 90s sensual scenes of like... flesh and dancing. or the two fairly old characters are like ( Read more... )

I want this tattoo although I am staunchly non-violent. no really. I always go back and look at this and say "wow, I really want that tattoo."

I'm not going to get it though. I talked to melissa last night about her tattoos and it only made me want one more. on my shoulder. a bird. birds. I don't know.

newsflash! wearing a bra has no effect on ( Read more... )

yesterday/last night was overall very good. I had one of those moments where I am really happy and I'm not fucked up or anything, I'm just happy. they always seem to happen in cars.

this morning I woke up because my computer started playing Brother Ali really loudly for no appearent reason. I was convinced it smelled like cat shit and tried to find where the smell originated. eventually I fell asleep. when I woke up again, I couldn't smell it anymore. now I'm worried that I've just become used to it or something. and later ( Read more... )

I miss my fucking camera.

tonight we saw fireworks from the top of the civil courts building. best view ever.

I finally wore down my dad... he likes rap now ("some songs" he says) because of my "incessant listening" in the car.