Little things
San Francisco passed a Do Not Mail resolution that bans junk mail today. I know there are reasons why I love this city! Junk mail is the pits and a stupid waste of paper.
In the Evening
I think I already scared my new neighbors.
I played loud Brazilian music.
Drank some wine.
I walked in front of the window in my underwear.
Dropped and broke some makeup.
Burned pizza.
Burned nag champa.
And took fake model photos.
I am probably the coolest neighbor ever!!
p.s.
I don’t have the left over brain power for the Whys right now. Just the Whats, I guess. Sigh.
Right now I know about my increasing tasks yet to be written, the emptiness in my stomach, the buzz of the refrigerator, the sag of the ladder, and the way I fall in love with my dreams (which I’m looking forward to tonight). I know who is dangerous and who is not. The question is, do I care?
The Whys will return soon, hopefully.
She Looks Sleepy and Then She Started to Cry
My big decision of the night was regarding what to do after I stream some trashy television online. Read David Sedaris, then take pup out? Take a shower, then take pup out? Paint my nails navy blue, then take pup out?
The shower won. I think it was the longest shower of my life. I got carried away.
For a second there, I thought you disappeared
I am vegetarian shoe shopping online. It’s, uhm, interesting. I’m looking for cute day shoes. I really only like Natalie Portman’s line. So far, I’ve purchased this ridiculous pair of lilac-colored booties/slippers that actually have memory foam in them (!) and testimonials claim wearing them feels like “walking on pillows” . . . I’m really into walking on pillows. They are coming tomorrow. If my feet are warm, then I won’t have to wear too many clothes at home! It’s on.
I am dyyyyyiiiiinnnng
and schwartzman + schwartzman’s music + skating + art exhibit = making me very happy right now.
Let’s Do This
Now I can really mess around with your heart
