Tuesday, May 10, 2005

[ im feelin this: alive and lazy ]
[soundtrack to life: Stars, Set yourself on Fire ]


as i was walking home from class today i thought "hmm....what kind of mood am i in?" and the answer was a bloggy-one. so here goes. quite possibly my last blog for a while, so fuckin treasure it! j/k. anyways, to catch you up:

i auditioned on thursday night
got three callbacks
got no part.
so thats where im at.anyways, i also spent a lot of time in NJ this weekend, saw the little baby on sat.night and on sunday me an my beauregaurd went to ho'broken as i am calling it and i decided it is actually very cute. walking around on my own time and seeing things i like to see was cooler than getting a tour by scene-ster wannabees. Hoboken will never = billyburg, but theres a good point, i spent last summer in williamsburg, what happens this one when i spend it in hoboken. we shall see my friends. we shall see. On another note, today is the second to last day of school. on thursday i will be going to mantauk to hang out and on friday i might be going to work. and then finals week begins. eep! well i think all will go well, im only worried about two of them, one is bullshit, two are performances that i think will go just fine and two are complete nightmares. so we'll see how it goes. the new stars album is rockin my dell*imshitty*DJ right now.i would recommend it to you if you 1) love new music 2)like broken social scene(the gurl is in stars) and 3) if you are really into being cool. there.
I made some bags last night but they came out really shitty, so i guess my mind was somewhere else. i had some good ideas but the transformation wasnt so good.
ill put up pix when i finish them or maybe ill just make new ones, so hah!
im going to start my thesis/practicum work soon which im thrilled about. the most massive woman wins. look for it in the beginning of the fall.
ill keep you posted.
well onto other things. see yah
in love with love and lousy poetry


Kindel blogged at 11:06 AM


love and lousy poetry
"Rely a bit to heavily on alcohol and irony. Get clobbered
on by courtesy, in love with love, and lousy poetry.
And I'm leaning on a broken fence between Past and
Present tense. And I'm losing all these stupid games
that I swore I'd never play. And it almost feels okay
"-the weakerthans

this honey bee
leave some pollen behind
Get awesome blog templates like this one from BlogSkins.com