she came in through the kitchen window...

after a fun night of delicious mexican food, gallery strolling, watching my friends get jumped, breaking out in hives, and too many drinks at the bar, i came home the next morning to find i had been locked out of the house.
i had to go get the ladder out of the car port and crawl in through the kitchen window.
i had my camera with me so i thought i would document it...this was not really the best idea seeing as i almost fell off the ladder, then a few moments later almost fell into the sink.








i felt like a real true cat burglar.
i think i am turning this adventure into a print of some sort...

a very merry unbirthday to me!

to me!

i am 25.5 years old.
give me a present.

ha!

ever since megan went blond, i have been thinking about when i had platinum hair. i found these pictures. i look like a ghost!



i also found this picture of eric. i love it.

this is all i have

so valentines was a good time. i went to see friday the 13th. there were a lot of boobs, and there was a lot of blood, so it was great. later on i was very drunk at urban. i danced with some good friends, and i met some new people too. i ended the night with a pizza that was delivered surprisingly fast. i really wanted a tostada, but pizza was easier to come by. this are the only pictures i have of the night, besides the worst picture of all time that danielle took of me where you can see my scales, my adult acne, and my fat face.

just a preview

of the romance that is coming saturday night!!!

memories...

alex mack and i took a look through one of the boxes my mom has in the basement of everything we have made over the years. there was this really great journal i did in elementary school in mrs hannigs class.
these were our favorites.




and yes, i really made the person in the wheelchair grey. not sure why, but i did.

happy birthday miss james!!!

happy birthday erin!
i think that when i save up enough pennies i will buy us a nice box of wine, for old times sake. then we can celebrate your birthday in style.
like this...

i love you happy bday!!!

ants in my pants

i spent pretty much all day making this guy. my fingers hurt, but i think it was worth it. isn't he cute???

buon compleanno!!!

today is my papa and uncle daves birthday.
i love my dad. he is smart and funny and great.


my dad shares with me a love of standard poodles, making fun of people, buttshelves, dark chocolate, and PBR. he is the man who showed me DEVO, took me on my first trip to italy, and gave me to kill a mockingbird.



happy birthday papa.
here is some DEVO.

i have a problem.

1. VOCD
"Volume Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder"
Function: Noun

A psychoneurotic disorder in which the television viewer is beset with obsessions or compulsions or both to adjust the volume on the television to a "perfect" number, such as 15, 20, 25, etc. and suffers extreme anxiety or depression through failure to adjust the volume or witnessing an "imperfect" number (9, 16, 31).

choo choo choose me

to be your valentine DAMN IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


i want a valentine. i usually hate valentines day, but this year i want one. i want this for valentines day too, it smells wonderful.

and if my valentine could find me a cat like this, they would definitely get some sweet valentines day action.

braids!

lately i am obsessed with french braids. they are so pretty. i want to wear one every day. if only my hair were just a little bit longer...



one day.

they even look great on guys...

oh mindy.

you came and you gave without flaking,
but i sent you bengay,
oh andy, you kissed me and stopped me from something,
and i...

anyway. this weekend a lovely lady named mindy came into my life. my uncle found her at the sundance catalog store, in the back room where all the broken things are. she has no antlers, so maybe they thought she was broken too. he brought her home and she lived in sages room for a while, until sage got creeped out by her one too many times. now she is mine, and she is living in my bathroom. soon i will be making her some lovely antlers, and she will probably end up in some of my prints this semester.

say it ain't so!

i forgot it was groundhog day yesterday, and that stupid little rat said there would be six more weeks of winter.
i hate groundhog day.
but i love bill murray.