the weirdest feeling in the world ( Read more... )

but i don't feel like dancing ( Read more... )

i never write in this silly journal anymore. but here's an update on my life and some little amusing tidbits ( Read more... )

i opened my eyes while you were kissing me once ( Read more... )

i'm not often compelled to write on this thing anymore, mostly because I'm so fucking reidiculously busy that i don't have a lot of time for reflection. however, this week is different. i'm in new york. none of my friends are here. i'm working like a robot and in my all too frequent free time i'm endlessly reflecting on things that i'd prefer never ( Read more... )

at this point, every time i head back to boston i feel like i'm taking steps backwards. I've grown to really love the little life i've arranged for myself here in new york. It's the kind of life I used to just fantasize about having when I was in high school. I have an eco-friendly, veg-friendly, organic-fair-trade-friendly job with a bunch of ( Read more... )

It's weird how much of an adult I am these days, considering that I don't ever want to grow up. I suppose that's part of the rock star dream and whatnot, but I can't shake the feeling that I'll NEVER want a car or a baby or life insurance or a real job. Is it possible that I can get by, through my whole life, being just an artist, and maybe working ( Read more... )

dinosaur jr. died.

I cried. he was so adorable.

I was really looking forward to having him for a long long time.

I hope he is in turtle heaven.

Punk class, oh punk class ( Read more... )

It's not often that a girl finds herself with TOO many employers fighting for her time, but I am in just such a situation ( Read more... )