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Sometimes the struggles of daily life are truly beautiful.

The Black Power Mixtapes

If I ever have a kid or steal one from another family, I'm going to name him or her Stokely. It just rolls off the tongue and reeks of dignity.

Yo Stokes, what up!? So good.

St. Valentine

I have a lover who stuffs me with meat and bbq sauce and then lets me fall asleep nestled in his neck (stealing his radiant heat, no doubt). I have a lover who encourages my DIY exploits. What else could a gal ask for? (he's also a mega hunk to boot)

Super heartz.

Wild Weekend

Most days I'd totally be content eating refried black beans and kimchi, but it's really nice when I get to eat an entire valentine's day party.

Lolz

So this is what West Coast winters feel like ...

Oh, hey, what's up spring? Just stopping by to say hello for minute? Cool, it's always nice to see you. SO I DON'T SHOOT MYSELF IN THE FACE.

Seriously though, this winter has been awesome.

BLACKOUT

PROTECT IP / SOPA Breaks The Internet from Fight for the Future on Vimeo.

It's pretty cool to see a lot of the major sites blacking out, now only if we could do this when it comes to poverty, healthcare, and women's reproduction rights.

Whoah

This girl.

And this one too. Very rad.

I'll be yr bird

In all regards I had a great week, but my head has been a little too light and my heart too heavy. My moods have been shifting like a pinball knocking around a machine. This morning we got all tangled up. I wanted to freeze the moment in time. It felt so good, I was sure there was warm weather waiting outside for us. When you're in my bed, all the shit that weighs me down every day gets scattered on my floor for a while. When we're in that soft place, before we make each other sigh, I just feel so damn content. There's no pinging around. I don't feel scared for the future or worried about the past. I'm just glad to be exactly where I'm at. Thanks.

Ready to take on 2012

Vacation's over.
Had a rad weekend.

Celebrated love with a cute boy.
Got my planner.
Cleaned my room.
Did my laundry.
Coerced someone into painting my nails.

Made the best dinner I've ever made in my life and then shared it with a friend.
Now this:

Aw. Yeah.

Feeling good about 2012!

Lost or Something Like It...

in the political/action oriented sense that is. It's like I'm 63 looking back at my youth thinking, "if only I would have done that." Except I'm young and I can still do whatever "that" is. Problem being, I'm not sure what "that is." It surely isn't to spend every weekend getting drunk and having the same exact conversations I have every single weekend.

I'm supposed to be a woman of action. And this nagging gut feeling isn't going away. I don't know, maybe it's winter fucking with my head.