Shame, shame.

Some sweaty, rotund man, with a scab on his forehead just walked into the office and thumbed through my Moleskine planner, huffing:
"Lemme see, Ah gawt wun jus lahk that...Oh, I thot it wus a Kang James Bahble."

LITTLE DID YOU KNOW IT'S MY DEBAUCHEROUS BOOK OF BLASPHEMY!

Turned right to the date on which I've agreed to have mojitos and gratuitous sex with the devil.

Petit Confections

I can't begin to explain what decadence this weekend was!

The whole thing was incredibly Dionysian.

Some highlights include: homemade zucchini fritters, hot tubbing, fresh blueberry doughnuts at midnight, jordan almonds and quirky Coppola's "Dracula", going for mexican and becoming engulfed in drunken sorority hilarity!

I love my friends, old and new.

My plants may be choking their last breaths but something else is blossoming this fall...

Photo via: Serious Eats New York

This is exactly what friday feels like.

Watch this whole video to get in the mood for the weekend.

I think I know what I'll be doing in my living room....

Found via: the fifth day of may

The Wolf

I wrote a song really quickly last night and I'm really proud of it. It's so exciting to feel your own music mature. Maybe one day I'll record properly and put my tunes on here? Oui!

Today I spotted a "Keystone Light" can in the trash at work. I work in a University Library, mind you. Lovely, no? Any answer I can think of is relatively hilarious and I don't want to ask for fear of a response marginally less exciting than I'm conjuring.

My mom and I are in that place where we miss eachother alot and just want to play and do girly things. We both get like that when we have down time. I am looking forward to moving post university but it crushes me to think about being too far. I suppose nice stationary and more care packages would be in order.

Speaking of care packages, I kind of hinted at how much I want the Woody Allen Box Set #1. She hinted at buying it for me, probably so we could watch it ALL together and fulfill girl time.

Really want to swim around on the bottom of a pool right now. I could use some surreal.

Thinking really hard about Eugene Lang College in NYC for grad school...

Lazy Sunday

I may have fallen in love last night. Really.

Also this: Lasso Raus

Head Stands

I have been feeling incredibly coy lately. I just want to play pranks. This is very out of character, as I rarely want to interact with other humans, let alone share a chuckle with them! But I have found myself reaching for the light switch in the Math lab bathrooms more than once the last couple days, waiting for all the disgruntled women to continue their airy farts in the dark. How funny!

I carried around a zucchini the size of a toddler yesterday, which might have heightened my excitement. I could have put it in my bag but I made the excuse that all of my pens would nip it and things would generally be unruly. I wanted to be the girl weilding the baby size vegetable, bopping about campus. Boy did I do it!

I think I might need a boyfriend, as most of my best friends have them, thus I cannot call them at all hours of the day, to entice them with things like a "Yogurt Party!" as a way to clean out my fridge before it smells like the dead people in there have progressed even further with their decay.

I have taken to standing on my head lately, with my knees resting on my elbows. I've gotten quite good at it, and it takes up a considerable amount of my time allotted to "boredom" what with the lag time of waiting to feel my face again once I resurface. It's really quite a rush. Just like all the people in the cities, getting their rocks off in the middle of their living room floor. Aren't we frivolous?!