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Last night I threw my first party ever! I was for who else but the fabulous Alohra. I played Martha Stewart all day long, making a pink and green "special" cake, over 200 pink and green jello shots, and cleverly disguising booze inside of a watermelon full of juice with a face drawn on it. Our dear friend supplied the music and then drove us to VooDoo donuts when we were trashed. VooDoo was closed but the little window thingie was open so naturally Alohra and I stretched our arms in and moaned like zombies until they gave us a pink box full of dayolds. Glorious.
The party wasn't too small (Alohra invited all our favorite people and most of them came) and wasn't too big (the pink and green goods being consumed all too rapidly), there was dancing, nudity, sunglasses, kissing, yelling, cheers, and birthday candles. No one puked on the carpet, and I succesfully diverted our campus safety officers by telling them that "no, we don't have the 'hard stuff' at this party." I like to think it was a grand sucess worht braggin about in this entry. I'm not even hungover, but i certainly am wearing sunglasses and looking dissafected anyway. I love Labor Day.
The party wasn't too small (Alohra invited all our favorite people and most of them came) and wasn't too big (the pink and green goods being consumed all too rapidly), there was dancing, nudity, sunglasses, kissing, yelling, cheers, and birthday candles. No one puked on the carpet, and I succesfully diverted our campus safety officers by telling them that "no, we don't have the 'hard stuff' at this party." I like to think it was a grand sucess worht braggin about in this entry. I'm not even hungover, but i certainly am wearing sunglasses and looking dissafected anyway. I love Labor Day.
How I love Saturdays when I can sleep until two, eat mexican food, and then cruise SG all afternoon. I haven't had an actual weekend of doing nothing in like two months. I plan to do nothing until it's time to go to
work.
Are you all as exited as I am about the 2 additional sets each day? I think this is a really good thing for SG given the growing number of girls and the increased quality of sets.
Former Boy has gone gray on SG. He hadn't been active for a long time, and was never very supportive of me being on SG. Even though it is a relief, nevertheless it's kind of sad.
work.
Are you all as exited as I am about the 2 additional sets each day? I think this is a really good thing for SG given the growing number of girls and the increased quality of sets.
Former Boy has gone gray on SG. He hadn't been active for a long time, and was never very supportive of me being on SG. Even though it is a relief, nevertheless it's kind of sad.
tra la la ...
I'm sitting here in the dressing room at DP. Scylla and I are hanging out backstage with our beloved DJ. I heart free wifi. Hooray !
I'm in school but my mental dimmer switch on "low." I don't feel prepared to get engaged in the material and i feel as though I'm rushing between classes unprepared all the time. I know I have to hit the books, but this summer was so pleasantly mellow even in it's busy-ness that now it's hard to adjust. In fact, I really should be studying right now, but instead I'm hanging out with naked chicks and reading british fashion magazines and doing sinful things. don't you wish you were as cool.
I'm sitting here in the dressing room at DP. Scylla and I are hanging out backstage with our beloved DJ. I heart free wifi. Hooray !
I'm in school but my mental dimmer switch on "low." I don't feel prepared to get engaged in the material and i feel as though I'm rushing between classes unprepared all the time. I know I have to hit the books, but this summer was so pleasantly mellow even in it's busy-ness that now it's hard to adjust. In fact, I really should be studying right now, but instead I'm hanging out with naked chicks and reading british fashion magazines and doing sinful things. don't you wish you were as cool.
Orientation week is always a whirlwind of activity. I didn't party as much as last year, mostly because I was working at DP for 3 shifts. For every other moment I was either assisting at orienatation (this sporadic week-long series of jobs that pays $100, free food, and the glory of moving in early) or being ridiculous with Alohra, who came back for the occasion. If only you knew the thousands of amazing and horrible things we did. Oh, wouldn't you like to know. haha. 
Because of my busy rockstar life, I was utterly unprepared for the first day of school. Generally the first day of school fills me with the kind of exitement only it can bring (unless you're just taken some aderrol). But this morning I slept through my first class of Sophmore year because there was a man riding one of those huge lawn movers in circles outside my window and I couldn't hear my alarm. It rained for the first time since this one freak rainstorn in june. The sky was dark and the rain poured into the windows of the art building while I was sitting in sculpture class. It felt like I was right back in the center of College life again. Only it feels different, because on the first day of school I knew everyone, because my classes are charming, and because i feel this lovely sense of security and well being that comes with being within the life that you want.
All the same, this first day of school caused a great deal of nostalgia for me and made me sad for Home and the people there. I deeply missed my former boy when my - I dont know what to call him, co-signator? classmate? friend? - and I were in the print shop playing one of the mysterious mix tapes we have lying around (this one was called "print shop hits"). It was all fountains of wayne and the killers and that sort of thing and it made me think of driving in the car with former boy over winter break with the stoplights coloring the beads of water on the glass. i meet a lot of fun people and obviously i love to flirt and party but no matter how many cute boys and cute girls there are around I'll still feel unnattached to anyone because I still have this fantasy about being attached to him.
Well, it is time to go to sleep in my green room, for this little Absinthe glass is empty ...
(pictures coming soon when my life is less busy)
Because of my busy rockstar life, I was utterly unprepared for the first day of school. Generally the first day of school fills me with the kind of exitement only it can bring (unless you're just taken some aderrol). But this morning I slept through my first class of Sophmore year because there was a man riding one of those huge lawn movers in circles outside my window and I couldn't hear my alarm. It rained for the first time since this one freak rainstorn in june. The sky was dark and the rain poured into the windows of the art building while I was sitting in sculpture class. It felt like I was right back in the center of College life again. Only it feels different, because on the first day of school I knew everyone, because my classes are charming, and because i feel this lovely sense of security and well being that comes with being within the life that you want.
All the same, this first day of school caused a great deal of nostalgia for me and made me sad for Home and the people there. I deeply missed my former boy when my - I dont know what to call him, co-signator? classmate? friend? - and I were in the print shop playing one of the mysterious mix tapes we have lying around (this one was called "print shop hits"). It was all fountains of wayne and the killers and that sort of thing and it made me think of driving in the car with former boy over winter break with the stoplights coloring the beads of water on the glass. i meet a lot of fun people and obviously i love to flirt and party but no matter how many cute boys and cute girls there are around I'll still feel unnattached to anyone because I still have this fantasy about being attached to him.
Well, it is time to go to sleep in my green room, for this little Absinthe glass is empty ...
(pictures coming soon when my life is less busy)
Hooray !!! I have the glory of WIRELESS INTERNET again !!!
I've missed so many sets because there was no internet at my friends house and I couldn't get on SG at work without the threat of being discovered. Now I can finally see all the lovely sets I've been wondering about.
I've been a little blue because I moved out of the lovely yellow house today and into a little green dorm room. I think I will like it, but I haven't lived alone in .... ever (and especially in the past year and a half I've had roomate(s), good and bad). I'm not really alone since I'm living in my school co-op, but I'm the first one to move in and it will be interesting to sleep alone tonight. I hope there aren't ghosts.
The Print Shop has becoming glorious and beautiful with new furniture and a clean floor. My co-printer and I were in there making our first batch of t-shirts for the year and I wanted to keep printing because I didn't feel like going back to the dorm all by myself.
At least I have the GLORIOUS INTERNET again !! your boobs can keep me company, oh fellow suicidegirls.
Alot has happened since i updated last. It's been a good summer and I'm sad it's drawing to close. The fall is edging its way in, it's been cold in the mornings and there are more mysterious freshmen lurking around every day. Soon it will be orientation week and I'll be caught up in the whirlwind of school again. I wonder if I'm ready for it.
p.s - my glodfish perished. I'm really sad
and dissapointed at myself for killing two pets in just one summer. I've decided to demote myself to taking care of a plant and if I can get it to survive I'll work myself up the food chain to more complicated pets like kittens and goldfish. Maybe it will be good practice for sustaining a relationship, as mine didn't do so well this summer either ...
How was your summer?
I've missed so many sets because there was no internet at my friends house and I couldn't get on SG at work without the threat of being discovered. Now I can finally see all the lovely sets I've been wondering about.
I've been a little blue because I moved out of the lovely yellow house today and into a little green dorm room. I think I will like it, but I haven't lived alone in .... ever (and especially in the past year and a half I've had roomate(s), good and bad). I'm not really alone since I'm living in my school co-op, but I'm the first one to move in and it will be interesting to sleep alone tonight. I hope there aren't ghosts.
The Print Shop has becoming glorious and beautiful with new furniture and a clean floor. My co-printer and I were in there making our first batch of t-shirts for the year and I wanted to keep printing because I didn't feel like going back to the dorm all by myself.
At least I have the GLORIOUS INTERNET again !! your boobs can keep me company, oh fellow suicidegirls.
Alot has happened since i updated last. It's been a good summer and I'm sad it's drawing to close. The fall is edging its way in, it's been cold in the mornings and there are more mysterious freshmen lurking around every day. Soon it will be orientation week and I'll be caught up in the whirlwind of school again. I wonder if I'm ready for it.
p.s - my glodfish perished. I'm really sad
and dissapointed at myself for killing two pets in just one summer. I've decided to demote myself to taking care of a plant and if I can get it to survive I'll work myself up the food chain to more complicated pets like kittens and goldfish. Maybe it will be good practice for sustaining a relationship, as mine didn't do so well this summer either ... How was your summer?
Hello Hello !
Life at my new house is quite lovely. it has all the perks of living in a house (like a mom and a dog and millions of pounds or groceries and lots of nice dishes and a garden and a big comfy sofa) and none of the bad stuff (my housemates mom fled to the coast so I don't have to worry about being out late and stuff, not that I would anyway cause she's really nice and laid back.) And instead of grumpy sibling(s)/roomates(s) have a glamourous housemate who I have lots in common with.
I bought two goldfish because I decided I needed to lavish love on some creature. Their names are Mochi and Sashimi and they're very cute. I feed them Cheerios and they like to swim around in the current that their water filter makes. Pctures coming soon!
Went to my very first strip club last night. It was this divey off-the-freeway place called, of all things, "Jiggles" ... but inside it wasn't so bad. Some of the girls did really cool pole tricks but most of them slunk around in their incredibly tall shoes. The clientele wasn't as skeezy as I would have thought, either - there were a lot of youngish people and no one gave the girls a hard time. There was this one girl who came up to our table and started talking to us about how she was bored and lazy and didn't want to go on stage. She was my hero.
I was lap-danced upon which was kind of uncomfortable because I didn't know what to do! just sit there? stare in awe? I suppose it's easier if you're a dude because I'm assuming boobs are more fascinating to dudes. On the whole I drew these conclusions:
- that I would not like to work at a place like Jiggles because it seemed very difficult to get enough tips to cover the stage fee without grubbing for them or being too pornographic on stage for my taste (not to mention that it's called Jiggles ...
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- that the girls were really cute and nice cheerful, and that I too would like to have perfect abs and ridiculously long legs.
- that I'm glad there are girls in the workd who are comfortable with being their naked selves and being sexy
Mostly it reminded me how much I like the concept of SG and all the creativity that gets put into our shoots.
Oh, another Friday at the office. It's nice to finally be able to update and just fuck around on the internet, it was a suprisingly busy week around the usually lagging office. The internet connection is still so slow that I still can't check the sets ... I' m like a month behind ... *sigh* I got so spoiled on wireless at College!
I've been waiting for Friday to arrive for quite some time now. ! What are you up to this Friday ?
Life at my new house is quite lovely. it has all the perks of living in a house (like a mom and a dog and millions of pounds or groceries and lots of nice dishes and a garden and a big comfy sofa) and none of the bad stuff (my housemates mom fled to the coast so I don't have to worry about being out late and stuff, not that I would anyway cause she's really nice and laid back.) And instead of grumpy sibling(s)/roomates(s) have a glamourous housemate who I have lots in common with.
I bought two goldfish because I decided I needed to lavish love on some creature. Their names are Mochi and Sashimi and they're very cute. I feed them Cheerios and they like to swim around in the current that their water filter makes. Pctures coming soon!
Went to my very first strip club last night. It was this divey off-the-freeway place called, of all things, "Jiggles" ... but inside it wasn't so bad. Some of the girls did really cool pole tricks but most of them slunk around in their incredibly tall shoes. The clientele wasn't as skeezy as I would have thought, either - there were a lot of youngish people and no one gave the girls a hard time. There was this one girl who came up to our table and started talking to us about how she was bored and lazy and didn't want to go on stage. She was my hero.
I was lap-danced upon which was kind of uncomfortable because I didn't know what to do! just sit there? stare in awe? I suppose it's easier if you're a dude because I'm assuming boobs are more fascinating to dudes. On the whole I drew these conclusions:
- that I would not like to work at a place like Jiggles because it seemed very difficult to get enough tips to cover the stage fee without grubbing for them or being too pornographic on stage for my taste (not to mention that it's called Jiggles ...
)- that the girls were really cute and nice cheerful, and that I too would like to have perfect abs and ridiculously long legs.
- that I'm glad there are girls in the workd who are comfortable with being their naked selves and being sexy
Mostly it reminded me how much I like the concept of SG and all the creativity that gets put into our shoots.
Oh, another Friday at the office. It's nice to finally be able to update and just fuck around on the internet, it was a suprisingly busy week around the usually lagging office. The internet connection is still so slow that I still can't check the sets ... I' m like a month behind ... *sigh* I got so spoiled on wireless at College!
I've been waiting for Friday to arrive for quite some time now. ! What are you up to this Friday ?
And so the girl took everything that could fit in the car and moved to the yellow house with a teal kitchen and a drum kit in the basement, santeria candles on the table tops and a big green couch for watching Hitchcock movies on. With a mom who's dress matched the front door, a friend who wears cowboy boots and sunglasses and a jacket in July (because it's always winter in the grocery store), two ex-lab rats and a golden retirever names Prefix.
I could see myself walking down this row of trees forever, the one that cuts between rows of perfect houses and hilly neighborhoods with shady gardens, past the elementary school that looks like a castle and the hidden groery store. I can imagine the leaves changing colors around me as I walk and just walking this road each day all the days, and being terrifically happy.
okay maybe not forever, but I'm having a good summer thus far.
I could see myself walking down this row of trees forever, the one that cuts between rows of perfect houses and hilly neighborhoods with shady gardens, past the elementary school that looks like a castle and the hidden groery store. I can imagine the leaves changing colors around me as I walk and just walking this road each day all the days, and being terrifically happy.
okay maybe not forever, but I'm having a good summer thus far.
They're tearing out the old carpet at the office and putting in new carpet, so all the furniture is stacked in piles around my desk like a cubicle ... in a war zone
every day this week it's closed in on me and now my desk is the only one with a working computer and phone and I'm hidden within a maze of office stuff. I feel sort of important. One boss is out to lunch and the other is watching Judge Mathis and the soaps. Sweet.
Yesterday one of my housemates said something insensitive that started making me cry at the bus stop. I realize that I haven't really dealt with things, with the breakup, and it keeps leaking out of me (literally in this case) in other ways. I guess there's not really a way to "deal with it" but I dunno. I felt this way as well when a very good friend of mine from camp counseling last summer came to see me for a surprise visit. I was eager to catch up with him and get all nostalgic but I when it came around I wasn't really feeling it. Maybe that's cause it took him two days longer to arrive then we'd thought, so I was starting to doubt he'd show up at all. Maybe it's cause I feel like I've changed so much but he doesn't seem like he's changed (not that he needed to, its just the discrepancy is hard). Maybe it's cause some jerk threw an egg at me our of a car window while I was waiting at the bus stop, hitting me in the chest. Man, what's with the bus stop these days?
Yesterday I was packing up an office and I found a sticky note on his computer. It read:
suicidegirls.com. I thought I was being terribly clever at updating at work I hope I don't get exposed! Mr. North, you better not be reading this
I'm starting to get concerned because I'm supposed to buy a bed today and I still dont know about the house so I dont know if I need one. I know it takes a long time to close a deal so I'm guessing the girl who's moving out (she's buying a house) just doesn't know yet, but I'm worried and impatient. It's hard to find my zen space within this tower of furniture and days that just keep getting hotter and muggier.
My new camera came and it's Amazing! Its so tiny and sneaky and I take it with me everywhere. Its the exact same size as my Ipod so I've decided that my appliances are boyfriend and girlfriend. Hooray!
p.s - having the slowest internet connection ever sucks. Not only can I not post pictures, I've been seriously deprived of seeing/commenting on the sets - every time I try its like , load, boobs, load before someone sees me! Today I was trying to log in and my boss came along and started using the fax right next to me and I couldnt get Internet Explorer to quit so that picture of Quinnes amazing boobs would dissapear!!!
I hope you all dont think I'm being a bad SG. I should start finding places with wireless and some privay so I can get my SG fix and you can see my new camera's pictures!
Yesterday one of my housemates said something insensitive that started making me cry at the bus stop. I realize that I haven't really dealt with things, with the breakup, and it keeps leaking out of me (literally in this case) in other ways. I guess there's not really a way to "deal with it" but I dunno. I felt this way as well when a very good friend of mine from camp counseling last summer came to see me for a surprise visit. I was eager to catch up with him and get all nostalgic but I when it came around I wasn't really feeling it. Maybe that's cause it took him two days longer to arrive then we'd thought, so I was starting to doubt he'd show up at all. Maybe it's cause I feel like I've changed so much but he doesn't seem like he's changed (not that he needed to, its just the discrepancy is hard). Maybe it's cause some jerk threw an egg at me our of a car window while I was waiting at the bus stop, hitting me in the chest. Man, what's with the bus stop these days?
Yesterday I was packing up an office and I found a sticky note on his computer. It read:
suicidegirls.com. I thought I was being terribly clever at updating at work I hope I don't get exposed! Mr. North, you better not be reading this
I'm starting to get concerned because I'm supposed to buy a bed today and I still dont know about the house so I dont know if I need one. I know it takes a long time to close a deal so I'm guessing the girl who's moving out (she's buying a house) just doesn't know yet, but I'm worried and impatient. It's hard to find my zen space within this tower of furniture and days that just keep getting hotter and muggier.
My new camera came and it's Amazing! Its so tiny and sneaky and I take it with me everywhere. Its the exact same size as my Ipod so I've decided that my appliances are boyfriend and girlfriend. Hooray!
p.s - having the slowest internet connection ever sucks. Not only can I not post pictures, I've been seriously deprived of seeing/commenting on the sets - every time I try its like , load, boobs, load before someone sees me! Today I was trying to log in and my boss came along and started using the fax right next to me and I couldnt get Internet Explorer to quit so that picture of Quinnes amazing boobs would dissapear!!!
I hope you all dont think I'm being a bad SG. I should start finding places with wireless and some privay so I can get my SG fix and you can see my new camera's pictures!
The other night I went with Scylla to sushi and drinks, yum! And then to a sort of "tupperware" party . I met a bunch of girls I'd never met before, Violet, Cailin, Serendipity and even some cute babes from limbo. And I got to see Riot too J Catching up with Venice and Scylla is always nice - the three of us went to Spartacus after which always brings out the hedonist in me, and late Scylla took me to Pix for glitter chocolatey gold leafed desserts and wine. It was really nice to see her and meeting so many cute cool girls reaffirmed my SG morale. I tend to forget sometimes that there's more to SG than just the internet.
Yesterday my housemates and I played Martha Stewart and made dinner for the subletters. We made pizza and salad and crepes, and I attempted to steam some artichokes. Lots of red wine all around. It made me feel like we were being grownups, sitting around on the deck just talking the way the grownups do when you're little. But I'm sure that if there'd been fireflies we would have run around trying to catch them. After dinner my housemate and I drank red wine and ate the rest of this chocolate cake that I got when my friend ran up to me on campus and whisked me away to his friends house to sit in the hammock and eat this cake she made. It's nice to be sought out.
"so what were you doing over at College anyway?"
"looking for you."
I've been in touch with some of the characters in my past and it's nice to catch up. A friend of mine from last summer may be coming through tomorrow and I'm filled with nostalgia at the thought of seeing them again. I've also been getting lovely emails from College friends I wrote to, and really great ones from my dear lessthanthree. Today I got a super cute and campy letter from the (now gray but still fabulous) Alohra. It's really good to hear from them and remember that I'm not alone feeling confused about my summer work.life and that I'm not alone going through the early stages of single life.
. I met a bunch of girls I'd never met before, Violet, Cailin, Serendipity and even some cute babes from limbo. And I got to see Riot too J Catching up with Venice and Scylla is always nice - the three of us went to Spartacus after which always brings out the hedonist in me, and late Scylla took me to Pix for glitter chocolatey gold leafed desserts and wine. It was really nice to see her and meeting so many cute cool girls reaffirmed my SG morale. I tend to forget sometimes that there's more to SG than just the internet.Yesterday my housemates and I played Martha Stewart and made dinner for the subletters. We made pizza and salad and crepes, and I attempted to steam some artichokes. Lots of red wine all around. It made me feel like we were being grownups, sitting around on the deck just talking the way the grownups do when you're little. But I'm sure that if there'd been fireflies we would have run around trying to catch them. After dinner my housemate and I drank red wine and ate the rest of this chocolate cake that I got when my friend ran up to me on campus and whisked me away to his friends house to sit in the hammock and eat this cake she made. It's nice to be sought out.
"so what were you doing over at College anyway?"
"looking for you."
I've been in touch with some of the characters in my past and it's nice to catch up. A friend of mine from last summer may be coming through tomorrow and I'm filled with nostalgia at the thought of seeing them again. I've also been getting lovely emails from College friends I wrote to, and really great ones from my dear lessthanthree. Today I got a super cute and campy letter from the (now gray but still fabulous) Alohra. It's really good to hear from them and remember that I'm not alone feeling confused about my summer work.life and that I'm not alone going through the early stages of single life.
Boy and I seem to be entering the "I hate you" stage of breaking up. I know its a lot easier to get angry than to admit that you loved and lost, to move on. I wonder to myself how I could be so filled with this blind, violent rage just too weeks ago and now only wish that we didn't have to sling icy words at eachother, that we could just admit that we both did wrong. I think that things are starting to sink in with me. I find myself feeling like every song reminds me of him and I choke back tears on the MAX or sitting at the dining room table (I guess I shouldn't be crying about the fact that we have surround sound, heh). But I always choke them back. I wake up from these bizarre dreams, about him or about being hunted and hiding or about deep green swimming pools full of animals. My head which went to bed dulled and restless by wine and exhaustion wakes up full of thoughts that I can't clean off in the shower. I spend the day thinking about getting a fellowship to travel the world, about my art thesis someday, about teaching English/being a stripper in Japan (heh). I know I haven't dealt with it because I don't want to dwell on it. But it's hard when you're thinking about someone and not wanting to, but not wanting to not.
