the cruel reality of saturday/every morning in my room...


oh, my little bumble bees! the winds of change are a blowin' my little pink bangs in the perfect direction! i kinda love my job and i wish i could work more hours. yes really. i think i'm gonna head to the grand/lakeshore farmers market this afternoon with some coworkers to pass out menus and charm people into coming and seeing me at work. then the frida exhibit at the MOMA with my beloved friend isa, who by the way is helping me make some really positive changes in my life just by being around. what else what else what else... i'm going to LA to shoot again later in the week and i'm excited for that. i'm finally going back to yoga and i've pretty much quit drinking. it's weird. i mean, don't get me wrong, i love tequila and i'm a beer enthusiast, but it was fucking me up. i've been meeting some pretty awesome people and becoming closer with ones i already liked and i'm pretty stoked on life. that being said i'm so fucking homesick or something for nashville and hamilton... sometimes florida. probably just nostalgic for my younger years. anyway peaches i'm gonna get movin' and shakin' on my day. theres dishes to be done, recycling to take out and life to be lived. happy saturday.

p.s. new quinne set tomorrow in member review! shit yeah!