I've changed my journal to krristabelle .

Catch me there if you want.

And I'm never changing again.

Relaxing on my florescent pink float.... catching a ride with the pool vacuum when I need a little movement... Ahhh, summer.

Destin post: coming soon.

( Behold the perfection )

Open mouth. Insert foot.

I want to change the title of my journal to the title of this post, but I don't want to lose my Warhol quote.

And I like Almost Famous and not using a hairdryer during the summer...

and the font on the credits of Almost Famous

The end.

I've just now noticed that all of the pictures in my room are hanging crooked and I can't remember being happier.  The other morning, as I sat eating my perfect french toast (check for details in a later post), it struck me that I've never been this free- and not 'free' in the'yay-i'm-18-and-graduated-from-high-school sense of the word.  Literally ( Read more... )

Livejournal finally stopped being a bitch ( Read more... )

Today I had a two-hour block of babysitting no children.  It was nice.  I fell completely into the story of the book I am reading.  There was one character... everything about him reminded me of someone else.  He could have been that someone else.  It was even a little unnerving.  He doesn't read my livejournal anymore so it's okay to say that I ( Read more... )

So my mom is pro-choice. I never would've guessed that. Not in a million years.

There is some sort of insect buzzing inside my wall.  I can't find my pencils so that I can commence my drawing project for the evening.  My room is so cluttered at the moment, that if I reach out with my left hand in any direction I can pick up: my wallet, various brochures from orientation, my glasses, flower shaped mirror, blanket, a hair tie, ( Read more... )