je suis tres excite!
Mercredi, Jeri, Olivia, et moi, nous conquerrons NOLA.
Femme, Femme, Femme

Young Folks --> Peter, Bjorn, & John
completely infectious, I love it

Ahh, trying to get a job a Pure Foods
renewed jogging/yoga
classes w/Caro at the Yoga Center starting next month

The Shiney Sea
Strawberryfire
Ruby
Questions and Answers
Y2K
Benefits of Lying (with your friend)
Energy
Can You Feel It?
7 Stars
--all Apples in the Stereo
Trouble- Voxtrot
Cheryl ( Read more... )

I'M GOING TO LOYOLA
I'M GOING TO LOYOLA
I'M GOING TO LOYOLA!


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listen slut
What About -- Thao Nguyen
Don't Blame Your Daughters -- The Cardigans
Nothin' No -- David Vandervelde
Trouble -- Voxtrot
For the Turnstiles -- The Be Good Tanyas
National Anthem of Nowhere -- Apostle of Hustle
Station Grey -- Jesse Sykes & the Sweet Hereafter
Carousels -- Beirut
When Doves Cry -- The Be Good Tanyas

My ailments began in the wee hours of Monday morning. I spent 3-4am alternating between Caroline's bed and the bathroom --where I sat by the toilet in something of a stupor occasionally trying to vomit & succeeding only in beer flavored belches. My shoulders were aching, earlier I had tried to impress Lucie w/a certain sinus clearing yoga position ( Read more... )

This afternoon my great aunt placed a fig cake on the table with a contented sigh, and a disarming smile and said, "You know, when I always heard that you would spend the rest of the year doing what you did today."

rolled off the couch 10:21 fully clothed/makeup, smelling like stale everything
changed into pajamas, drive home
took Jordon, stopped for ( Read more... )

I set out for New Orleans on Operation Dress Retrieval at roughly 7am. Shortly thereafter on some godforsaken beat-up highway in the middle of a rice field, I got a speeding ticket.. Picked up my dress. LEFT my fucking cell phone in the bathroom of Lebanon's Cafe --in a moment of sheer agony and panic, whilst my contact felt like a piece of glass ( Read more... )

gazing over christmas spoils, eating frozen grapefruit halves by the fire
watching King of the Hill reruns

i love doing absolutely nothing

 There was something so completely desperate about my mid-morning office scavenging. Of course, my whole plight is a little sad. Last night I was informed that I had to be at the office at 8:00. No one else would be there, and I was to sit around and wait for last minute christmas packages to get in --mainly a box of salmon which would not survive ( Read more... )

Color touch-ups always seem to do the trick. I got one last Monday & afterwords no longer felt like the middle-aged spandex wearging women you normally see on the cookie isle in grocery stores. I was back at Olivia, wiping cake off my face and walking out the door, when Mark called and said he was in town. I hadn't see the boy in ages, so I ( Read more... )