i have been in ny. its been hot, ive been hanging out. things i dont want to go ‘public’ (blog public) with. its this weird stage: i broke up with dustin. we are done. not dating. NOT DATING. but i dont want to write details of what happens after that here, bc i sure as fucking hell would not want to read it from him…
so i have been in ny. maybe 5% depressed. its hot here. the entire rest of my summer, like each day, is planned out until sept. i know its only a month i guess bc today is august, but still. it depresses me. i am whimsical and need to be able to have whimsical actions! but, i am going to greece for a week, and i suppose i can be whimsical there, right, so i should shut my mouth and stop complaining!
um, i just found a part of a pot brownie in my purse, from visiting you. i had wrapped up a little from the party to bring to the bar in case the bar was boring and the lines for drinks were long. and i forgot i had it. and i find it, a week later. after airport security and all that. reminds me of us in amsterdam- we tried so hard to smoke all of it, give it away, you left bunches in the mens room with a note attached, and yet, we come home and we all have some on us, in some form. HA.
your fashion resolve sounds fun. maybe i will end up at burning man. i would want to go with you most of it. i would wear extreme eye make up and love it. hmmm… ideas. loving ideas….
by the way, do you read these stats? someone found our blog by searching “naked dance party”. ha. figures.