So yesterday I'm at Starbucks around 9:45, maybe fourth in a line of six addicts waiting for junk, and this blond women all '90s-chic is perusing the muffin case in front of us. I'm deciding on soy when she steps back from the muffins and sideways into the line, just in front of me. Imagine me taken-aback: I think, "What? This woman is obviously ( Read more... )

it feels like a night for no capitals. it feel more level. i think i'm experienceing a severe boredom. first: class. i've no motivation for the arm drawing i'm supposed to revise tonight. the professor gave us a very specific assingment on anatomy and perspective, and almost no one fulfilled this request and he didn't care. i of course spent most ( Read more... )

I took a bath in the dark and was amazed by the bouyancy of my body in eight inched of tap water: I felt gravity-defying, made of nothing, empty. I ran expensive shampoo through my hair and thought about feeling shallow and self portraits and discomfort with my artistic tendencies and A- saying it was like I hadn't come out of the closet yet, and ( Read more... )

Some days I feel like I wake up two-dimensional and can't puff myself up to any sort of depth. All I did today was shop for the sake of shopping, see a movie I couldn't devise a coherent opinion on, and think about lipgloss and haircolor and all the inane things I've said recently (including ridiculous whiny posts like this). I've been trying to ( Read more... )

I can't tell if I'm being killed or kept alive by the adorableness of my male aquaintences - but today was a day of effortless bumping against stunning young men, arty without pretentions, beautiful, casual young men, three of them, all very different, but in their eyes there's this very inviting hello. I met with Devin yesterday; between shocking ( Read more... )

Going out with Sarah means going out with the cool kids. The art was incredibly underwhelming, but the leaky house full of bright colors and attractive men was overwhelming ( Read more... )

Sleep was prefaced by what we've decided could be a weekly habit: movies at Trevor's. But last night it was Monster. Usually my mind is blown by aesthetics and romantic plotlines, but this was so real it tool effort to watch, was hard to imagine a person with the willpower to make a movie that didn't cheat in the details ( Read more... )

CPR Training for UW Students, Staff and Faculty ( Read more... )

I watched Before Sunrise finally and I'm completely heartbroken.

I’m haunted in broad daylight by lucid dreams. Pulsing, they’re lyrical and tangible, they’re every way I’ve ever wanted to write, abstract and real, and they’re effortless excepting my broken sleep and twisted back. The ghosts are physical: I see phalluses everywhere. Walk home was veritable porn; I won’t even mention the produce stand ( Read more... )