Today is my birthday. I'm 22.

The No 1. Single on the day I was born was Owner of Lonely Heart by Yes.

xo

I am very satisfied with the year starting on a Sunday, right at the beginning of the calendar. It wrapped up its lose ends and I tried to do the same, but now my memories really hurt and I can't get out of this house. I've convinced myself I don't know how to drive and there is no escape in standing in the front yard. I think I need to go home ( Read more... )

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This is my 4th Chicago winter.

Today I've ingested nothing but chocolate martinis, vodka and cranberry juices, and 4 veggie buffalo wings.

The semester is over, and my critques were really positive.

I haven't slept more than 4 hours a night for 3 days.

Today I was decribed as a "handful".

Accurate.

xo

With the lake again to my east, and a small amount of vodka in my body, I will sleep like I haven't taken 6 amtrak trains this month.

Something is happening and I don't know what to do.

xo

When you are awake in the hospital at 3am you think everyone in the world is such an asshole for sleeping or laughing. Then you go home and drink and write all over yourself and don't feel guilty because you've paid your dues, but you are still an asshole for not thinking of all those sisters awake in hospitals at 3am ( Read more... )

I went to a zombie burlesque show tonight. I saw boobies.

I love administering my own brand of Hot or Not justice. I had forgotten about it but accidentally came upon it tonight. Too cocky? 4 Not cocky enough? 5 Hard hair? 5 I discovered that I rate girls who resemble me higher and take into account the surroundings in which the photo is taken.xo

I've done some cool stuff lately that reminded me of when I used to do cool stuff. It starts this internal voice that is demanding and unrelenting, no moment with out an idea or inspiration or OCD-level of compulsion to sew or paint or kick walls in. In my youth there were so many ideas I did not remember to sleep or clean my room or get my driver' ( Read more... )

You provide the bird bath and I provide the skin.

It's short notice, but I am sharing a booth at the Renegade Craft Fair on Sunday. It's in Wicker Park off the Damen Blue Line from 11-6. The goods will shock and amaze! I'll be in stall 117.

In other news I left my job, started school, and can't remember this weekend.

xo

Mike moved away and my insomnia moved back in. I am angry and playing spider solitare.

I always try to write something personal, but as much as I want everyone to pay attention to me, I can't stand the thought of people knowing how I feel.

So that's that.