Who's going to Connecticut this summer? Oh yea, that's me, going to fucking Connecticut this summer.

[For those of you who don't know, I'll be doing an internship on an organic farm in CT, just two hours outside of NYC. www.riverbankfarm.com]

As one might expect, New York City was more or less solidly awesome. Highlights include: the Natural History Museum, really tasty food all over the place, jazz show at the Blue Note featuring Clint Eastwood's son ripping up the bass, getting completely trashed in a tiki bar that didn't card (turns out Hagus is playing in this very bar later this ( Read more... )

Life has been pretty busy in general, but also pretty good in general. I took out my nipple ring! While this makes me very sad, as it was theoretically my favorite piercing, it never really healed, was too sensitive (in a painful way) to be any fun, and started to make my nipple look weird. It seems to be healing nicely now, and my nipple is ( Read more... )

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so the dreadies have come out, or rather, they were forcibly dismembered by my willing, scissor-wielding hand. or annie's scissor-wielding hand. in any case, they are gone. below are some pictures of the dedreading process, complete with dread mullet stage. i didn't get any pictures after getting all the knots out, except for some from gwen's ( Read more... )

Being lazy is good and all, but I do enjoy being physically active. I miss my bike. My dad has one but its currently decomposing in the backyard, and even if it weren't, I would only be able to bike around and around and around the nieghborhood. Pembroke Pines is not a very bike friendly place. I have been loafing about a lot but I haven't been ( Read more... )

Oh livejournal, how long it has been ( Read more... )

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Very recently, my visions of the future have only concerned me, i.e., there is no one else involved in my imagined path. At least until it is time to have a family. I have envisioned lots of (solitary) travel ( Read more... )

Last night, and the night before, Jimbo and I have hung out for hours while he worked on my hair, and we haven't had any sex. But we did have a good time (or at least I did). It is always difficult to see him and know he is not mine, because I am so sure that he is supposed to be. This has been an emotionally trying week, but Jimbo has given me ( Read more... )