Say you will

What do you do when work and projects and stuff start to make your chest tighten?  First- take a deep breath.  And then think about how you're a loner and a rebel.  Then go for a bike ride. 

weekend synth

There's no deep thoughts today, just the feeling inspired by Ambrosia.  Get into that coma where you can just daydream about all your big plans.  Spring, grass, and flush cheeks. 

Finally, you're here!

Hi! 

I'm so glad you came to visit my blog! I wasn't sure if you would, but you did - because you're so awesome!  

You know, I just love you. Really- I think you are just fantastic and I am that lucky to have you in my life.  I'm not drunk either, I just really wanted to tell you.  Can we hang out again sometime? 

Cause I can't help falling in love with you...

I wonder if Flosstradamus will be there? I think I'm getting something stone-washed that day, right before I get my nails done. 

crisse cardiac!

 

Hold your horses

I love it... check out the rest of the shoot @ viceland

Just keep praying for me!

Tonight, well I'm going to go whore myself out to all the lonely people in the city who can't afford a box of KD and ask myself the timeless question "Who am I?"

And they'll answer because they are jealous of my superior intellect and breathtaking good looks. They lie awake at night torn between their bitterness and envy, their hatred and passion. They can't eat, they can't sleep. Poor bastards.

The above is an excerpt from a draft of an email I wrote in 2001.  I laughed when I thought someone else wrote it,  then was pleased that it was me. 

There have been many of me...

Can we talk about the remix for a second?  I feel like it's the musical equivalent of coloring in a coloring book. "I'm just gonna take someone else's art and dick around with it."  Sometimes it's better, you're right - sometimes we can all use a little dicking, but that don't make it kosher. Sample, sure, you're cool, you can stay-

Remix, you're dismissed, but leave me your number...

 

The problem was always she thought too much of herself...

There comes  a time in peoples lives when they realize they should stop thinking only about themselves, that time is not now. NOpe. This is Twitterica.  And we... are twits.

I think I'm gonna like this place...