Sunday, July 26, 2009
It's Official
Officially depressed. I'm listening to Modest Mouse and The Counting Crows. I'm probably going to start searching out my astrology soon. Or have my tarot read. Or cry.
Saturday, July 18, 2009
Change and Transition
Jordan (my messy, amazing 5 year lover obsession) and Junkyard (my beautiful beast cat lover) are moving away from me. I'm going back to the granny flat on my parents property. So I can be a busy student granny. The boys are going to be bachelors and play the guitar and turn tables and let their wieners hang out. And purrr at all the smitten kittens. It should be hot for them. I'm gonna feel lonely and depressed and plan for a good job and a happy life circa 2012. So that whole Pmsy crazy talk was actually tons of shit that I need to get over and move on with. Jordan isn't down, he wants to take things slow and wake up at 45 with wrinkles and a rented little shit hole apartment home. Swweeettt... if only I hated him as much as I wish I could and didn't love him as intensely as 100 year old soul mates the first time I saw him. I think I'm dying, but I'm not. It's not that bad, but it so is
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Thursday, July 2, 2009
Moving
We need to move out of our shitty apartment so bad! I am manifesting a perfect, affordable, bungalow, cottage dream by wearing a amethyst crystal necklace and praying to the universe daily. We need roommate(s) that are clean and cute too. So yeah, if you hear of any tree houses available for rent or any furnished homes reminiscent of the Madonna Inn let me know!!!
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
My good friend Jim

I saw my friend Jim today. I work at a coffee shop and he is one of my favorite customers of all time. It is his kind that make me stoked to have my job. He gets dark roast coffee and puts soymilk, chocolate powder, cinnamon, nutmeg and hot sauce in it. He's almost 60 I guess, and is a river guide with dreads. He is one of the people documented in the documentary, The Same River Twice. However, I didn't know that as I put it in the DVD player a few years ago. I recognized his 28 year old self right away by his familiar laugh. The documentary is amazing, check it out. It makes me want to be twenty something in the 70s or make a documentary of my friends.
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