This is what I'm bringing to Boston for my four day trip:
-Whatever is on my body when I leave
-Wagandstuff
-iPod
-Camera
-Phone charger
-MacBook
-Pair of track shorts
-3 Xanax
-This Miranda July book Hyde lent me
Who's ready to party?
As I mentioned a while back I have FINALLY beed working on my craft room. I put up shelves, and then had to
re-put them up... there was a cross beam size issue.
So after another trip to IKEA I had usable shelves that no longer need to be wedged to ensure they stay up.
I have been working on a few projects that are long over due.
Of those one is a LONG over due baby quilt for my friend who had her baby WAY back in May.
The other is new pillows for my couch (oh and the curtains in the window), I am experimenting a little for another project that I am going to work on.
I was just listening to some tunes on shuffle and reading some blogs or whatever in my thermochromatic (Hypercolor) t-shirt when this song came on:
And then I laughed for about two straight minutes and said outloud to myself "You are such a LOSER". 'Cause that's admittedly pretty loserish to be crying on your hypercolor shirt to a Strokes song from the less-awesome album at 6:30 on a Tuesday evening.
...a loser who doesn't even take showers.
I don't want to Google the Billboard stats and research its performance. I just can't get into a whole personal project right now involving Adina Howard. It's too much. You know what else is too much? This photo of Ed and his sister's boyfriend's dog Bam Bam:
One of the nicest things a person has ever done for me was to sit me down and make me watch this movie. It actually kind of kills me inside to watch these scenes. It's like, some of the most heartbreakingly amazing stuff I've ever seen.
I get a large with 2%, but everyone says the blueberry iced coffee is off the chains. Ya know. If you're into that shit.
BTW, this sign makes me feel like people in Boston are just as obnoxious as everyone says that are... but like, there's a reason that they yell at you for not ordering your coffee right. It's because you're not getting your shit done and it's getting in the way of them getting their shit done, and that's productive. I can get behind that.
When I clicked the link I saw that all she had written was that she saw me and Wagandstuff.
She didn't even bother to mention that I was dressed like a fucking whore! A complete street walker! I was wearing shorts so short that you couldn't see them! I looked naked! For the love of Christ!
Am I the only person with a boner around here?!?!?
Look.
It was really hot out and this is what I wore last year, too.
But yeah, I pretty much felt like I out-skanked myself big time.