So I haven't had a lot of time to update this thing and quite frankly it's feeling a little elderly in my life so I had decided to keep things clean and simple here

Don't miss me too much. Oh and worry not, everything will be saved onto my hard drive forever.

♞

neigh.

Going in LE SHOW tomorrow afternoon. :)



"Why Am I Wearing This Sweater!"

Oh and her:



"Phantom Cat Yells The Secret"

...and other gems.

12-5pm

Echo Curio
1519 Sunset Blvd. Echo Park, CA 90026

Took some pictures of my apartment today. It's really coming together but there are still some idiosyncrasies bogging it down a bit but overall I feel like it's home.

















In conclusion, Xedo makes silly faces when she poops.

Today has been in interesting one.

I did kundalini yoga for about an hour, avoided confrontation with my lawyer landlord, had an awkward discussion about my slightly lame birthday present from my parents, scored a free, black bookshelf that has been sitting in the hall of my building for 3 days and then created these pups:



They have a really retarded culinary name- the "tunamato" but regardless, they're amazing. I really was never taught how to cook, in fact I was a slave to the microwave for years and recently I've been experimenting by throwing stuff together that I like. This one called for tuna salad mixed with mayo and the tomato guts I ripped out with a bit of lemon and lentils mixed in. That's it and then I baked them for 25 minutes and had a sexy time.

So a lovely lady (graysinnroad) and I enjoyed an evening of drawing follies and here was the result:




Miss Do' enjoyed it too


This will be on display along with other works at the Echo Curio in Echo Park on June 6th. Voilaaa

You know you've been in California too long when you've experienced more than 2 dramatic earthquakes.

Time to start packing up the horse with no name and cross these deserts.

CANNOT WAIT til' school is done next year.

Besides my bickering about all that, I've been working on very interesting project consisting of sushi grass, silver lame fabric and cotton origami animals. Innovation.

I spent the afternoon not enjoying the fruits of my labor. AKA an hour of back-breaking Kundalini yoga and then viciously cleaning the entire house.

Now I just want to seek out a troll cave and sit in there and be disgusted and laugh at them until I'm dizzy.


Great Grandma got really fucking pissed on her 92nd birthday when my Dad gave her one and taped a worm lollipop to it's hand.

Pregnant Wiccan Extraterrestrial Flying Through 1920's Los Angeles

.

Yeah I am DYING IN HERE and it feels like this woman

is watching over me pointing a hairdryer in my face.

Air Con Dishuner back pleeeeeeease!

So this is it?

The unofficial look at what i am calling "The Carrot Pants of the Decade". Just fin.





Will be for sale soon.
Mew.

I really need to stop eating like I'm 16 years old.

Pumped with chocolateeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.
Pumped with life.

My Final Line for 3rd quarter:








whip it good.

I can't believe I slept on a futon for 3 years.

I can breathe, walk and talk but I don't think that I am alive?

Wow.

I am back from possibly the most angering trip to Paris anyone's ever had but it's alright because I just rented the apartment of my dreams.

Let's just list some of the perks:

-HUGE closet
-my own patio
-view of the gorgeous Silverlake hillsides
-breakfast nook to become sewing nook
-amazing tilework in the bathroom
-an avocado tree I can pick from
-nice neighbors and manager
-wrap around windows with a view that looks like a fucking jungle
-birds singing in the morning
-ouguhgoiehguhgghugug
-gugugougoeguogugougeguoguooeuufufuffu

Paris on Friday and everything is a mess.

So uhhh

Just thought I'd mention that we sued Susan yesterday and won back our security deposit plus an extra month's worth of rent because she failed to tell us the building was in the REAP program when we signed the lease. Unfortunately he let her take $200 out of it for "cleaning costs", but all in good form because he just wanted her to shut the fuck up.

Oh and as he dismissed the case Susan ran back up saying "OH I HAVE RIGHT TO APPEAL YEAH? RIGHT TO APPEAL?!?!"

cute.

So we win and it means a little more than the money because for the first time someone official was able to justify my emotional breakdowns and explosions for the hellish 5 months we lived there.

You kinda rock my socks off, universe.