Today
I love this cup! It’s like one of those books where the page is cut into three and you can mix together a fantasmical creature… remember those? I wonder what they are called.
It is way sad when shoes get all skuzzy. If only I took care of them.
A coworker returned from Holiday in Tibet… brought me this Tibetan prayer wheel. Presumably cheap souvenirs are somehow way cooler when they are from a distant land.
Just a moment…
Me, “How do you spell odyssey?”
Jeff, “Uh, look at the picture you are editing.”
New acquisitions. The Police, surprisingly good. So funny I am biased against the 80s. Also the vinyl sounds a lot better than some new expensive vinyl we have purchased. Strange.
Work outfit chronicles, day one. I always feel guilty when I post pictures of myself. What is up with that?
Guilty, baby I’m guilty
And I’ll be guilty the rest of my life
You know, you know how it is with me baby
You know, I just can’t stand myself
And it takes a whole lot of medicine
For me to pretend that I’m somebody else
Not about anything in particular, just as, you know, a general rule of thumb.
Today, schipperkes.
In ode to the one I encountered while walking Roxy who seems so tough and calm and fearless and zen. When I look on wikipedia, there is a lot of talk of them behaving quite differently from that so perhaps there goes my dream of owning one of these little pig-tank-beasts. They just seem to be a big dog trapped inside a little dogs body, but not in an asshole-ish way. Like they would be able to hold their own with Roxy. Even their faces sort of look like a larger dogs.
Will you call me when you get there?
I think this might be my favourite album cover ever. Despite the fact that one day Joanna Newsom will steal away my boyfriend with her harpery/chirping to live in a magical forest and tame bears and make needlework. Bitch!!!
PS: How come if I wear a hat like this, I am some sort of jerk?
I just noticed she has the tired eye bags of a forty year old when she’s in her 20s like I do, sweet.
Bedhead.
Jeff with bedhead celebrating cinqo de mayo/scaring old ladies in the neighbourhood/being cute.
A few things
‘Where black people and white people buy furniture…’ Weird.
I figured before I make another collage I should post the last one I made for my friend’s birthday maybe three years ago and never gave to her. I write a lot of letters, make a lot of envelopes etc that end up in boxes.
I hate how my photos are stored on an external device not connected by wireless so I have to download photos from one websiteI have posted them on to post them to another.
