I have a love/hate relationship with sex dreams. I had one last night in which I was back in undergrad, and in my dorm room with my new roomie....who just also happened to be queer and pulled me to her bed. I remember thinking to myself, "this is going to be a good year." But then my teammates pulled me away from her and I had to go play in a ( Read more... )

 This morning I had a dream that I had a tattoo on my back. Yet in the dream, I had forgotten/didn't realize I had this tattoo. And I first noticed it in the lower back aka tramp stamp area...it was this weird pattern that somehow resembled a Pokemon. Then it slowly evolved [no pun intended] as I looked up my back [as I was looking in a mirror to ( Read more... )

 
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 Paint.

I miss the damn Paint program.

Apple needs to get on that shit.

I was looking through my old entries and seeing all the old emo Paint pics I used to draw.

I've decided it's time to get the creative juices flowing again. And illustrate my emo feelings through Paint.

It would be much more productive than craiglisting.

 Completely ridiculous, I know, but I'm a total craigslister.

And I like checking the 'missed connections' with the hopes that someone is missing the connection with me. And would like to get connected.

Ideally, it would say, "You were the little Latina with the short, dark hair and the sweet Nikes. May I just say that your honkytonkbadonkadonk has ( Read more... )

 I'm coming home.

And even though there's supposed to be showers all week, I can't wait for California sunshine.

I can't wait for Tamale Day,

I can't wait to shoot the breeze at Coffee Society,

I can't wait for sake bombs and sushi,

I can't wait for big city lights,

I can't wait for Thursday night clubbin,

I can't wait for mountains,

I can't wait for ( Read more... )

 Being away from home does funny things to your mind.

I haven't been able to let go of the fact that I'm 3,000 miles away from California, the land that I love. And yet it is the place that I was longing to escape. I wanted to get out, I wanted to be on my own and see new places.

And I still do. But there's a part of me that feels empty. I feel as ( Read more... )

 Sometimes at night I get inside my head and just need to drive ( Read more... )

 I don't think I belong here ( Read more... )

i want to be Kerri Walsh.