Riding around with a man on your back

I have to say that possibly my favorite part about yesterday could have been a few things

an unexpected run-in
going for a super-long walk
sketchy-but-good instant drinks from Sev
stolen-
(then later lost)
- poppies
holding hands
mind-blowing orgasms
laughing till my sides hurt
or
cuddles

but it was probably
My Lovely Horse

(linked because embedding is disabled by request everywhere)
 

Muh-muh-muh-MUH

An exert from a much longer conversation.

G says: im not worried..ill find someone i can tolerate and who can tolerate me back...some day, whats the rush

Me:
haha that's how I felt
and now
scarf
so i guess it's good
yay

G says:
kk.. .that's his name now... "Scarf"



Sweet.

And now:
 

Without her I would be doomed

Hello friends.
Here's some of my new stuffs.
New (vintage original Scottish) hat courtesy of Alyx.
New headband courtesy of... wherever I bought it in Polo Park.
New jacket courtesy of THE ASSHOLES WHO GAVE AWAY MY JACKET AT THE COAT-CHECK AT SCREAM ON FRIDAY.

NOT. IMPRESSED.

Being that I was leaving with Ty and Morley I was one of the last people to leave the venue and after handing in my coat it turns out they gave mine away.
But it's okay, they offered to give me one of the other four jackets that were still there.
Because giving away someone else's coat is really how problems get solved.

Moving on.

Old Pea Coat was like three years old but still got the job done, it breaks my heart not to have her anymore.
Oh, and shelling money I hadn't budgeted for to pay for it wasn't fun either.
Plus, this coat (though cute) doesn't cover my ass like Old Pea Coat did.
It's gonna be a colder winter, that's for sure.

Waah waah.
 

Drive you nuts if you let it

Hello friends and neighbors!
Enjoy my glorious return to the Internet.
God, it's nice to have a day to myself sometimes.

Anyway I haven't finished compiling pictures from Friday's party yet, so you can bask in my photes from last weekend's Zombie Walk '09
I attended with these fine peeps.
Unfortunately due to extreme partying and not getting to bed until 8am Sunday morning I wound up sleeping till 6pm
(whoops)
and missed the chance to make fake skin and gross, peeling wounds.
Oh well.I still did an okay job I think.
In particular I like the leaf.
My favorite dish!
This kid made my life, at one point we were taking pictures of him and he realized his other zombies had left and ran away and, guys, it was possibly the funniest thing ever.
Sorry I don't have video.
Okay so Pyramid Head isn't a zombie, but fucking terrifying characters from Resident Evil can also come out and join the fun.
Awesome Kool-Aid Man Zombie.
I took this picture immediately before tripping backwards on a median and slamming my head onto the concrete
I rule!

I try to figure that things always happen for a reason, either to teach us or to change us and without going into too much detail something like that is happening
and on one hand it makes me happy
but on the other it makes my stomach twist
I'm in limbo
waiting
but nothing ever worth having comes easy
right?
 

Back when I was younger I was someone youd've liked

Shaz has been bugging me to blog, but there's just a bunch up in the air right now and Flickr was cocking up royal for the last two hours and I'm tired and need to study and wish I had cuddles.

I still love you, Blog, Blogosphere, Internet.

I just don't have the energy for you right now.
 

Put a ring on it



Yes.
 

The bright end of nowhere

Most of the time I'm really happy.

I have amazing friends, the best ever.
My apartment is cute and charming.
I'm excelling in my classes.
My income is good.

And when people ask me why I don't have a boyfriend
(because I guess that's supposed to complete my life?)
I just shrug and move on.
To be honest, it really doesn't bother me.

Life is fulfilling and I'm usually happy.

But I'm not right now.

It's not because of boys
it's not work
not school
or my skyrocketing rent.

It's because I can't help my friend.

It's hard being good friends with both sides of something
when one comes to you it's impossible to help them without hurting the other
and then what?

Lose one?
Lose both?

I don't want to.

So I have to keep my mouth shut and watch
like a car crash in slow-motion
unable to find a way to help
to reach out and catch them both.

I wish there was.
 

What kind of music do they play there? Techno.

Bespectacled friends stopped by yesterday before Format 2.
Home-made Sangria was had. So tasty.
Shutter shades.
Will they ever stop being ridiculous?
Probably not.
Oh hai friends.
We chillin.
Okay done now, sry.
Dan's fine fridge facts of life, I need better, more inappropriate magnets.
Limberin' up?
I have no idea, honestly.
Oh right, then we finally made our way to Pure for Format 2 and had to take a really long, backwards route because Osborne St was shut off for two blocks.
Why?
Oh, y'know.
Because someone robbed the TD bank and left a parcel (aka potential bomb??) there.
No biggie, I guess?
Boys hard at work.
It's been ages since I've been to any sort of show; I almost didn't go but Donald was throwing it and I never turn down the chance to support a friend.
Even when cover is 15$ and went up to 20$ after we got there.
Are you fucking kidding me?
At least I got to dance to One Night in Hackney.

Oh, speaking of supporting friends if you're planning to attend Folk Fest in MB next year, check out the FaceBook group to send Komus to FolkFest and join up!
Nothing says "Alternative Stage" like psytrance!

And now I'm off to see Where The Wild Things Are.
Success!
 

Mouseketeers and silly hats



I was going to ask who wakes up and decides that their talent will be making drawings in sand, but Shaz answered "sandrats" so I guess that solves that dilemma.

Oh well, it's still neat.
 

Wrestle with your darkness

Due to the intense sickness from last week I was barred from coming over to my parents on Sunday to have Thanksgiving with them.
I'm no longer a walking bag of disease but Grandma S. doesn't have the greatest immune system and she was there, so that means I wasn't.
I understand.

This was made easier by the fact that the 'rents dropped off some leftovers, and Alyx and her new blond hair came over with even more leftovers tonight to share a Leftover Feast with me.
What a good friend.
Dinner was had after new House, of course.
Have you seen it yet?
So good.
I love Hugh Laurie despite his bad haircut this season.
Leftover FEAST!
Two types of stuffing, carrots & peas, mashed potatoes, scalloped potatoes, perogies, mixed steamed veggies, light and dark turkey, cranberry sauce, pumpkin pie, M&M Meats Orange Layer Cake, and buns.
"Pothead".
We're witty.
Many jokes were made about that poor limp baby corn.
Nice pants!
One of us is a vegetarian, guess which.
Stoked to eat!
Nothing says "Thanksgiving" like The Devil Wears Prada!
Thanksgiving Carb Faces!
Intense.
Bye Alyx!
Thanks for making my Thanksgiving a gooder!

Hope you had a fab day guys!
 

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