Sleepover City

I had a really great week. Hello summer.

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Jaywalking is a Very Serious Crime

Seattle police apparently think it's okay to hit teenage girls. That'll learn them not to jaywalk. Ew. I probably would have been freaking out too.

In other news, goddamn I love my boyfriend.

One Week Down Seven to Go

Flash Flood Rain.

World Cup.

US v England, Montrose Park?

Sore and lonely cello fingers.

A book I just finished:

"They're all very clever if they want something. They just know the nature of things too well to be caught in that wanting."

"Where men hungering for love destroy everything lovable about them."

Go Weekend.

Schmiling

Life is weird. The notion of identity is very consuming. Will the answer, who am I?, ever be successfully answered? Or do I even want it to be? Because once you know, you're sort of stuck in it eh? I guess these thoughts are indicative of where I'm at in this weird time space continuum called life.

Today I feel like I'm in an identity Limbo, which is way less fun than the kind of limbo where you find out the age old question: How low can you go?

edit: I just noticed that my last two posts have skeletons in them, and that makes me feel good.

Half Dead

But mostly alive. Thank goodness it's Friday. Thank goodness it's Summer.

Four Day Weekend.

This picture is absolutely gnarly, you can find the artist here.

In tense, In tents, Intense?

I'm really sick of Subway's 5 dollar foot long sub ads. We get it, your subs are five bucks. Damn.

Craving a really dirty wild party where I get silly and end up sleeping in weird places and waking up with a hoarse voice from smoking too many cigarettes. I guess I just need to celebrate.

I also think the mtv credit card is the worst idea since the financial bailout.

I

look forward to the day I find a good reason to edit a Wikipedia entry.

May 9

Being a mom is probably the hardest job in the world.

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Rainy Days

And it's funny because this is life.

Born Free

New MIA video. Not for a soft audience.



MIA is one pissed off mama, and I dig it. The best word I can use for this video is: gnarly (sorry T. ha ha).