(I hope you fall in love with someone provactive, gaudy, and strange in 2009.)

I really truly think this year is going to be a breath of fresh air.

Recent (ridiculous(ly awesome)) purchases, amidst trying to focus on Christmas shopping:

Wonder if walking past their storefront every morning had something to with this impulse...

( In your face, Louis Vuitton! )

A good man doesn't drink ( Read more... )

Stuffed my arms full of library books yesterday. It felt good to reinstate that childhood habit.

The nice thing about deleting sent emails is that I can kinda... delete the things I don't want to remember ( Read more... )

Sooo, yeah ( Read more... )

Spend on conditioner but not so much shampoo ( Read more... )

Had my first ukulele lesson with Mark Michaels yesterday. Total ex-hippie, funny guy. Asked me what music I listen to, of course, can't think of a thing when put on the spot, asked if I could take out my iPod to reference. He said sure, but you have to let me look through it. Of course. I mention The Clash and he was like, pffff, Black Flag and ( Read more... )

So, I need to paint a series of portraits titled *see above*, with or without the word "my," am not sure. Should get on that. It is much easier to think about other people than it is to think about myself. Hence, I'll paint other people, am thinking I'll start with those closest to me and then expand outwards ( Read more... )

Allen yelled at me because I borrowed his Wall Street Journal, lent it to another assistant, got it back, but did not return it to the floor (he was keeping it on the floor) where he left it. It was on my desk, I promptly returned it when he screamed for it. I don't really enjoy being yelled at period, but especially not for something so innocent ( Read more... )