Friday, July 26, 2013

To catch moonbeams in a jar.

Sunday, July 21, 2013

Friday, July 19, 2013

Is it super pathetic to partially share a doughnut with your dog so that it feels less like you're home before midnight on a Friday night with nothing to do but eat said doughnut?

Go to an art show, eat some tacos, talk to some people, fawn from afar over some artists, grab a school bus home, and call it a night.
Dry July shower accompaniment.

Thursday, July 18, 2013

Little Potbelly's Big Day Out.

Saturday, July 13, 2013

Drinking coconut water, listening to reggaeton and realizing just how much I didn't appreciate until now the depth to which Thailand affected me.

It is terrifying to recognize just how far gone I really was.

Sunday, July 7, 2013

what, even

Man, I still can't even watch Craig Ferguson! It's such a piss off, he just got his new studio and his big upgrades and was on such a good streak of interviews and I have sooooo many months to catch up on but I can't watch it cause you'll just be snuffing like Secretariat and talking about what pastries we're going to pick up from across the street and do I think we could get some juice too? Maybe grape? OOOooooh or flavoured San Pel? and then slipping on your moccasins.

Chu know?

It took me until last week to be able to watch the Tonight Show & Colbert Report. Holy hell.

Saturday, July 6, 2013


Maybe I just am really, really boring.


hello, little nugget. did you want some of my breakfast?

Friday, July 5, 2013

sanity, time of death. 2.18am.

Today I tried to keep a tally of how many times I tell Juelz she is a perfect tiny baby angel and had to stop by 3pm because the scrap of paper I had been using was filled.

ah jeez

I'm having my first training shift on the bar tonight!! Come by and I will make you any cocktail in the whoooooole world so long as its name is also 100% of its ingredients!!

Monday, July 1, 2013

new voicemails

Laying on the rooftop (my life, in rooftops), we watched fireworks & comedy. Hoisting a tiny fort on top of my house, ciders & caesars in hand and snuggles abound. Not that it remains particularly possible to be around me sans cuddles.

Playing with Juelz in the park, and then watching Rushmore.

Everything easy, and maybe eventually I'll forget.