Yesterday I worked eight hours & I karaoked two songs. Today Dogbreth recorded three songs in four takes. Tonight I painted my toenails black. Tomorrow I’m working six hours & driving to the beach with Whitney. I’m working four jobs these days. I’m getting pretty good at maximizing my one-day-off-a-week. Coffee with friends & bike rides through dusk. Doing...
“Won’t Back Down” wasn’t on the karaoke list so I sang “Chop Suey!” instead.
I can’t wait to be on tour.
I mean, maybe we should feel bad for Amy. She gave birth to kittens, that must be traumatizing. Just imagine: carrying triplets, only to have them born with cat-bodies. I’d probably go a little cuckoo, too.
Why don’t I have a pair of cutoff overalls?
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Every Sunday since leaving ACT, I’m like, “Okay. This week will be a normal week. I’ll know when to do what. I’ll have time to do all the things. I will be able to gauge future weeks by how this week goes. This week, I’ll establish the routine of my new life,” & so on. But then I end up filling each day so completely with unique / specific activities...
I APPLIED TO GRADUATE SCHOOL AT TWO PM YESTERDAY WHY HAVEN’T I GOTTEN AN ACCEPTANCE OR REJECTION LETTER YET AAAAGGGHHHHH
Man, I wish the Constitution gave me the right to affordable access to healthcare instead of the right to bare arms. Know what I need? Healthcare. Know what I don’t need? A gun.
I need these bike-crash wounds to heal so I can start getting buff at the Y again! Today I subbed at Metro & it was weird & cool! Yesterday I started my application to ASU’s Masters in Education program! Now I’m full because I took my mom out for her birthday dinner!
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I ate dinner* in bed & now there are crumbs where I want to sleep. *a bowl of Puffins cereal & two pieces of French bread.
I’m embarrassingly debilitated by a variety of minor injuries. Accepting delivery of sandwich &/or hot fudge sundae donations.
It’s weird to me when people are surprised that I have great penmanship.
Got bike wreck #2 over with. This time I didn’t hit the ground but I skinned three different parts of my body on three different parts of my bike. Riding in sandals: great for beach cruisin’, bad for making green lights at busy intersections. I also burnt my hand at the diner & got really ragey looking for parking downtown & thought negative stuff about my abilities &...
I’m at that point of budding freelance where I’m all like, “Well, gotta spend money to make money!” but none of the projects I’m working on are the kind that will pay me. Building giant dreams with tiny blocks.
30 minutes at the gym is better than 0 minutes at the gym, right?
Life is a highway, and I want to ride it all night long.
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Also my birthday is in a week & I’m not seeing Dinosaur Jr tomorrow & I already bought a green yoga mat.
I haven’t moved forward on any of the projects I have going on & it’s stressing me out. I’m trying to cut myself some slack but it’s not working. I haven’t had time. I have had time.
Why Dove's "Real Beauty Sketches" Video Makes Me...
jazzylittledrops: So this video started going around my facebook today, with about a dozen of my female friends sharing the link with comments like, and “Everyone needs to see this”, and “All girls should watch this,” and “This made me cry.” And I’m not trying to shame those girls! I definitely understand why they would do so. And I don’t want to be a killjoy. But as I clicked the link and...
swamphorcydes: In Arizona we don’t say “I love you”, we say “y’all Joe Arpaio cactus Grand Canyon border patrol javelina burrito“ which roughly translates to “Why did Napolitano leave us with Jan Brewer.” I think that’s really beautiful.
I’m almost mathematically apt enough to teach it to high schoolers, according to the teacher prep program placement tests at Rio Salado. I don’t know what that says about the state of math education in public schools, but I don’t think it’s good.
Stay off the internet in the days following an act of public violence / destruction. Instead, call some friends. Make a list of things you like. Stand in front of a mirror. Practice silent support. Learn a new way to move your body.
Today was my first day “off” in a real long time. Breakfast, a business meeting, yoga (ashtanga!), pup time, bike rides, phone calls, salad. Ready to plop. Got a ticket to Virginia for a week in June, so I can watch Katheryn graduate from high school. Feeling inspired & capable today. Like this is real life, & it’s happening.
Maybe you don’t know this, but on top of finagling working three jobs, leaving one, applying to school, & building a portfolio / business persona, I’ve been acting as guardian for Skyler since Wednesday. My mom flew back East after my granddad’s mysterious hospitalization, & has been helping him get figured out & settled into new doctors & stuff. I’ve been...
Tomorrow is my last day working as an instructional assistant at ACT. This is one of the only times I have left a job without feeling abused, trampled upon, over-worked, or otherwise pushed away, & with every intention to keep in close contact with the people & program. If you don’t know anything about competency-based instruction for folks with different abilities, I implore you to...
It’s not that I’m trying to lose weight, but I would welcome it as a side-effect of spending time at the gym & eating fewer snacks. Instead, I’ve gained two pounds, some firmness in cool places, & the ability to run a 12-minute mile. In case you were wondering.