i got your name on a matchbook

 (ph: ?)

twenty four is a confusing age to be at. it's like one day i'm handling things quite well, and the next i'm completely losing my grip on reality! it's all about finally putting my plans into action, which is easier said than done. i'm thinking it's time to put my life as a barista to rest, after more than two years. i mean, there's only so many lattes i can make before i seriously lose my mind. and i really need to quit humouring that stereotype of being a siren slave with an art history degree...

mondays are an odd day to have off. people are rushing about on their first day after a restful weekend, and i'm just talking to my lilycat about architecture and the crazy stuff going on throughout the world. but it's just not a quiet day around me. at least sisterface is stuck home with me!

tor miller - carter & cash

godless heathens always waltz on the sky

(ph: ?)

creeping around while he gets high,
it might not be something you would do.
but you haven't seen my man...

tell me life is beautiful; they all think i have it all

(ph: still from blue valentine, end credits)

i'm not sure what happened, but i have been trying unsuccessfully to convince myself that it all really happened. it's not what i want. but it's what he needs. i literally don't know what in the world is happening without him. i mean, it's been a week filled with learning for me: i realize girl time is much needed (you'd think that was obvious, but being with someone for a long time makes you forget...), and that there are things i need to just let go of. opinions about stuff, mostly. so i know it's been good. and i'm thankful, in a strange way. but in the end, i wish so much that things were different. but i guess, we broke up. 

freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose

(ph: raquel welch)

just a regular sunday, spent with my nose in a book, eating a bowl of vegetable soup. it's snowing like crazy outside, and i'm glad i don't have to go anywhere. i don't want classes to start just yet, but they are unavoidable. nevada soon?

journey - faithfully 

with a noose she could hang from the sun

(ph:?)

writing an essay proposal on korean confucianism and preparing a presentation on anti-nazi propagandist artist, john heartfield. i guess this semester's classes turned out more interesting than i expected. i'm a fan of surprises such as this. on another note, i am waiting for snow. toronto tends to chase the snow clouds away, and i really wish they'd stay.

this morning, i made cinnamon rolls for breakfast.

beck - girl

don't make a scene, dear

 (ph: ?)

unfortunately took a nap after work, and now i can't sleep. staying up late drawing, and watching interview with the vampire until sleep takes me over.

happy birthday, tye-dye zombie killer.

kings of leon - beautiful war

dancing on wire, both ends are on fire

(ph: stephen würth, ghost town)

i want to disappear to the desert for a little bit. i think an adventure is in order. 

(ph: stephen würth, ghost town)

i need to start reading again. anything other than articles written by stuffy art historians, or rosalind krauss.

freeland - borderline