Thursday 16 June 2011


Summer nights, feels so good when the sun goes down.


day-dreaming about soon to be road-trippin'-summer-nights-empty-road feeling.

Thursday 2 June 2011



I've done all my work and now I am sad. All my photos pasted inside are crooked. And I've been in my room all day, sitting on the floor. My back wants to kill me. But working anywhere else in the apartment means Tim's hair would soon become a part of my project. And the sight of the dirty dishes would make me go ballistic--I was gone four days and Tim still didn't wash any dishes, I suspect mold...smells like it too.
I am ready to leave. Like, BYE BYE CALIFORNIA for two months kind of leave.
And, this is the last time I make a book that isn't a fucking rectangle. LESSON LEARNED.
June 20th cannot come sooner.

Wednesday 4 May 2011




we cling to its plastic shell while furiously typing away our existence.


It's a perfect day for backyard essay writing, unfortunately I lack a backyard.

Tuesday 3 May 2011

I must be evil because

I like to go into Tim's room and turn off his alarm after its been going off for an hour (this happens EVERY SINGLE DAY OF THE WEEK).
I always hope that it ruins his day since he doesn't wake up on time (he wakes up at noon: "SHIT!"- best part).
I think my actions are justified since he's an alcoholic (if you have to get up at 8 AM you probably should start drinking at midnight).
I look forward to not living with him anymore (never again will I have to hear about existentialism!!!!).

Friday 1 April 2011

amazing sunburn!


THE RETURN OF MY AWKWARD SHORTS TAN LINE IS BACK!
awkward neck/necklace sunburn included.
all received while creepin' on the santa cruz version of jersey shore!!!!
girl that resembled snooki: "oh my goddddd there's sand everywhere!!! I HATE SAND!"
only to be followed with "guyyyysssss I hate being wet!" while standing up to her knees in the ocean. AND THEN: "oh my god! [friends name], are those guys cute?!? I gotta get my game face on!" runs flirtatiously to the water and splashes around.
You really can't make this shit up sometimes.
first item of slug wear:
its one of those things where I don't know if I should wear it around town but I don't feel like sweating in my other clothes.

Tuesday 29 March 2011

activities to survive this quarter:
walkies
listen to This American Life
draw more
finish and finalize snake farm print for screening (!!!!!!!!)

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random ramblings of a transfer student.