January 2012
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December 2011
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2011 roundup:
* grew my hair for a whole year for the first time since I was 10 or so
* one full year at a job
* built savings up from 0 to $5000+
* learned how to apply eyeliner correctly
* got back into letter writing
* adventures with Heather and Adam (and Kendall, later.) All the love for you guys!
* flavor tripping
* hookups and threesomes with very attractive people I really like
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The sunset is gorgeous outside of my ticket window. Pink, fuchsia, purple, true blue. Campus lampposts shine butter yellow.
It’s pretty, but I really, really wish I was at home right now.
I’m worried that because I just became aware of the Die Antwoord show in SF, everyone else is going to suddenly decide to buy tickets as well, and there won’t be anything left when I get home...
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If I want a sound, I usually feel better if I’ve chased it and killed it,...
– Tom Waits (1985)
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So I haven’t checked tumblr in about a week, because I had a weekend of pure hell at work followed by a cold of epic proportions. Skyrim and sleep took up all of my time. I let it get out of hand and now it’s 50 odd pages of catchup to do….
Fuuuuuuuuu—
ugh I feel so isolated
I’ve been at work pretty much morning to night every day and I’m so behind and I want to catch up on everybody I care about and maybe write a little myself but now I have to go to sleep because they want me back at 9:30
this is far too much. i want to sleep until January.
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Nerds and Male Privilege →
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The person who was helping me bag my groceries tonight was so distracted by flirting with me that they forgot to bag two of my three avocdos.
I was so distracted being flirted with, that I didn’t notice the stragglers. They were beardy-hipsterry and very cute. The bagger, not the avocados. This gets me more than it should.
I really should have asked for help out to the car, then their...
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bibulousbibliophile:
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gingerhaze:
The thing about art school is that the only way I seem to be able to judge the passage of time is by how many TV episodes/movies it takes to draw something.
For example, last night’s homework jam was Peter Pan, Troy, A Knight’s Tale, Season of the Witch, and Hook long.
If three years ago someone had told me that this is what my life would be...