I hopped the early flight to chi-town this morning having sucked up every last bit of New York I could before the night was up. At LGA, my gate was teeming with the same crowd of UofCers I've shared ailes with for three years running come holiday time, and this time I actually put a couple names to faces, which was a welcome experience at such an ( Read more... )

whoa 5am. ate half of pot brownie to get high. ate other half because i was hungry. steph is a better dancer than i remembered. the dj played every guilty pleasure i could've asked for. there was actual TURKEY at this thanksgiving party. apparently, people pass out promotional mini bottles of liquor. i have only eyes, lips, and hips for my favorite ( Read more... )

livejournal post number umpteen in honor of fuck all and being a crying mess ( Read more... )

picked up favorite boy at airport ( Read more... )

oh no we drank everything again. again again. oops. we always show our guests a good time. the neighbors next door were throwing a trance-type party. the floors vibrated with the bass and made my feet tingle. i happened to be mouthing the climax of 'angry inch' when luke walked in with amber. her dirty look made me proud of myself. fuck killjoys. i ( Read more... )

"When you kiss a woman's hand put some schmaltz into it!"

so today fight scenes and choreography with another one of the freakishly young founders of the house theater (the envy!). left-hooking hair-pulling neck-cracking fun was had by all. i think the pair of us did a damn fine job for total novices if i do say so myself. the process was such a riot, i absolutely love it ( Read more... )

i was this close to smoking TEA this morning i needed a cigarette so bad.

i looked around the room and in all my purses and such for just one little tubular stick of exhalable glee.

must detox.

in other news, my new cousin is too adorable for words. he's teeny tiny and beautiful.

i envy his virgin lungs :Q

so lately, i'm told, by way of the drizzle of the grapevine ( Read more... )

expect blood, guts, and glitter in the next installment of Welcome To My Subconscious Neighborhood. Holy shit, my dreams have been weird, and getting weirder every time I go in for even a catnap. The only thing I can think to do is write it all down and use the good parts, whatever they may be. I am usually pleasantly surprised by the poetry of the ( Read more... )