for colleen and anyone else awesome, here is today's ( art history doodle! )

i should write like anais nin and have a boy who writes like henry miller fall in love with me.

painters are okay sometimes too.

yeah.

that city does something to me and i love it. for now i am realizing the power of mediocrity; not knowing whether i'm on my way up or down has a way of keeping me nicely on my toes ( Read more... )

off to new york again early tomorrow morning. three days of free pens and slogging through the semantics of criticism and indesign, two nights in a west side hotel, and then who knows. there are some kids i absolutely cannot wait to see. i'll be making the most of this; it's probably my last weekend in the city before i move. not to mention the ( Read more... )

housing forms in the mail today. exciting.

i have an uncanny ability to be nervous about thirty-two different things at once.

right now i am burning so many cds for a certain boy that i am dizzy from sharpie fumes. i hope he likes them.

today was the last snow day i will spend in this house.

three weeks from saturday is the last night i will spend on chris' couch.

funny how things work.

and yeah, i guess i can say that a few things still surprise me.

i am sicksicksick of spending my time doing nothing but waiting. there are no excuses now for apathy.

yesterday dora told me that if i get sick of standing on my own two feet in the most beautiful city on earth, i can stay with her in budapest for a few days. and that's the best plan b i've ever had.

note to self: just fucking call the kid.

afternoon in a screenshot: february fifth


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today xiyin and i saw the question mark guy on rockville pike. he is even more amazing in real life than on tv when he wants you to get free money from the government. this event is in contention for the highlight of the year. we win at life.