in la fortuna. this place is amazing. so humid though. i´m going to arenal today and then baldi hot springs. yesterday through ecoglide we canopy ziplined. tomorrow white water rafting.

we´re sleeping in a tree house in the middle of the jungle and it´s the sickest thing ever. so surreal.

ahsto luego!

 and I am not psyched for the terrible three's.

Seriously, it is no joke. One, two, whatever, its fine. Three is when they decided to push EVERY. SINGLE. FUCKING. BOUNDRY. that there is. UGH. I love Liam so very much, but sometimes it's alllll I can do to not lose it. EGADS.

On a second note, today I made manacotti for the first time. Those noodles ( Read more... )

The great myth (or misconception, whichever you prefer) of alcohol is that it:

• 
  shows you for who you really are
• 
  makes you honest
• 
  makes you corageous
• 
  etc, etc, etc

is all fucking bullshit.

Let's dispell this right here.

Alcohol, in all its glorious wonder, allows you to make mistakes that you otherwise would've had enough sense to avoid with clean, sober ( Read more... )

I had a really horrible, no good day two days ago. The kind that makes you rethink everything you've done recently and OHMYGOD what did I do?! and blahdy blah blah did I make a huge mistake in moving, fuck I need someone to hire me kinda day ( Read more... )

The combInation of my insane schedule (moving too much, commuting too much, packing every SINGLE spare second that I get, and sleeping way to little) with Steve's (school Mon-Fri, work 4-5 days a week) and our location difference's (Bellyham to Seattle; only two more weeks!) along with my body losing it's goddamn mind! and fucking shit up- I SWEAR ( Read more... )

What the fuck is the matter with everyone?

When did we become a generation that was more concerned with what we put on our bodies and in them, then what we were as people? We seemingly have become a generation of vapid, empty beings. No one is concerned with who they are anymore. What they are; what they think, believe, fight for or live for, or ( Read more... )

I'm very, very busy- but happy. Content and happy.

It's a really great feeling to finally know, and have planned and mapped out, the next 6-12 months of my life. Positive changes, transitioning.

I am going to become such a good woman.

I am much, much more sober ( Read more... )

I have made a silent compact with myself not to change a line of what I write. I am not interested in perfecting my thoughts, nor my actions.

Jason got me Henry Miller's 'The Tropic of Cancer' for Christmas. One of the top 5 best gifts I recieved. I suggest everyone reads it. This is one of my favorite passages thus far.

"Combating the 'system' is ( Read more... )

as you so sew shall you reap