January 2010
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Stroking Monet →
despeinada:
…..im in love with this.
mind: blown
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the adderall seems to be kicking in. turned on the music loud. got started on things in my studio. i’m increasingly feeling like i may have adult add. I’ve been pretty scatterbrained … which i’m sure ties into the indecisiveness; quite probably it’s one in the same. however i’m still not focusing well. hell, i’m on tumblr right now typing this shit...
took a valium and half a xanex last night then took a bath. could feel myself drifting off in the tub so i got out and went to bed. slept like a baby despite the cold weather - had two heaters going full blast in my room and bundled up under several blankets to keep warm.
planning on taking an adderall, then working in my studio all day, make some badass butternut squash soup which probably...
just about all the photos on my page come out of my queue. right now, there’s a month long lag on when i queue a photo until it finally gets posted to my page.
When i first started doing this, i tried to order them so they came out with some spacing on topics, but i gave up on that as it required too much time and i appreciated the randomness and patterns that evolve from leaving it alone....
i <3 dorky girls
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everyone's their own celebrity
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prepping for my future life
getting all my ducks in a row. damn, they can stray far if you’re not watching. redid my website. been networking. even got someone from berlin coming to my studio on monday (Excited!)
need to still:
make me some badass business cards.
put together a portfolio.
set up a sister/blog website.
work work work
send out said portfolio
but for now, i’m gonna cook some mad stirfry...
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i’m somewhere…..it has a big hall with open space and other areas…L is there. Somewhere, somehow we start kissing. we’re hidden from the view of others. she’s apprehensive. she explains to me why. i can’t recall what was said exactly, but i know i understood and that it had nothing to do with me and that everything would be ok if i was patient, and kept...
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I’m only truely happy when I’m either making art or fucking. Some would argue that it’s the same thing.
malodorous:
whats with ‘milk’ in tumblr names
is there a secret meaning why wasnt i invited to the meeting
milk is sexy. you didn’t miss much else from the meeting.
travelling in the ocean. saving someone? being saved? inside a fish-shaped vessel. meant to travel above water, but able to cut through waves and be submerged as well. going to shore, somewhere new to me. A school, maybe an art school. it had multiple levels and stairs leading all over. dark floors and walls. i’m with some people that go to school there. one of them was in the...
new years resolutions/goals
Text people less and call them more. I feel dirty and impersonal texting. It’s gotta stop, especially conversations over text - that’s something I said I would never do and I end up doing it anyway.
Stop putting up with people’s crap. I’ve been giving too many people the benefit of the doubt. I have no time for flakes. If I call you but you never call me back, your...
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