jeff.
man this thing is so cool.
look how sleezy jeff is in his gold ish nugget necklace. courtesy of the floor of the cha cha via one coady willis.
"here, i think some hooker lost her anklet".
Monday, May 15, 2006
modern lover
look who got a new camera.
jeff.
man this thing is so cool.
look how sleezy jeff is in his gold ish nugget necklace. courtesy of the floor of the cha cha via one coady willis.
"here, i think some hooker lost her anklet".
jeff.
man this thing is so cool.
look how sleezy jeff is in his gold ish nugget necklace. courtesy of the floor of the cha cha via one coady willis.
"here, i think some hooker lost her anklet".
Sunday, May 14, 2006
kate's secret
mothers day brunch at the alcove with old friends
ash is tall.
kevin is short.
jeff got some love. he loves his new gold nugget chain.
ate cupcakes on film like merideth baxter birney
now i wanna barf but i can't bring myself to do it.
not to sound all 'never got enough hugs' but,
family oriented holidays leave me a little blue.
i heard danzig is moving.
sweet dreams,
xo,
s
ash is tall.
kevin is short.
jeff got some love. he loves his new gold nugget chain.
ate cupcakes on film like merideth baxter birney
now i wanna barf but i can't bring myself to do it.
not to sound all 'never got enough hugs' but,
family oriented holidays leave me a little blue.
i heard danzig is moving.
sweet dreams,
xo,
s
birthday wishes
The Complete Stax-Volt Soul Singles Vol 1 (1959-1968)
The Complete Stax-Volt Soul Singles Vol 2 (1968-1971)
The Complete Stax-Volt Soul Singles Vol 3 (1972-1975)
Please.
you want me to be happy, don't you?
you can even get them used.
hello tomorrow
valencia. two nights in a row.
ouch.
actually it was pretty alright.
that town reminds me of my adolescent years + my college years minus the crippling insecurity.
i suppose good company accounts for good times.
first cal arts grad show party thing with three of the lovliest ladies this side of the mason dixon. lizzy, gus, and arianna.
(it's official, i am buying a camera tomorrow, these phone pictures, blek)
diamonds being mined out of hearts. warm white wine. joe preston. awkward miles.
then hard rock karaoke brodeo. girls drinking out of bowls. smackattack. awkward miles again, although ladyfingers wasn't buying it.
tonight i chapparoned earl to a gallery opening. we tried to make it fun.
earl mining. for diamonds. in my nose.
that's earl being classy.
ashley, pony champion.
T.G. told me how much he hates acronyms. I pointed out that his name is T.G.
then off to a metal bro down, where i abondoned baby earl, fed him to the wolves and took a cab home.
stopped by the chach to say g'bye to coady before he goes to play atp in the uk.
ran into kevin willis and jovita and got very excited for our birthday ho-down. may 21 @ the chach. all country all night.
yee haw.
jovita + suzy = 60.
sweet dreams,
xo,
s
ouch.
actually it was pretty alright.
that town reminds me of my adolescent years + my college years minus the crippling insecurity.
i suppose good company accounts for good times.
first cal arts grad show party thing with three of the lovliest ladies this side of the mason dixon. lizzy, gus, and arianna.
(it's official, i am buying a camera tomorrow, these phone pictures, blek)
diamonds being mined out of hearts. warm white wine. joe preston. awkward miles.
then hard rock karaoke brodeo. girls drinking out of bowls. smackattack. awkward miles again, although ladyfingers wasn't buying it.
tonight i chapparoned earl to a gallery opening. we tried to make it fun.
earl mining. for diamonds. in my nose.
that's earl being classy.
ashley, pony champion.
T.G. told me how much he hates acronyms. I pointed out that his name is T.G.
then off to a metal bro down, where i abondoned baby earl, fed him to the wolves and took a cab home.
stopped by the chach to say g'bye to coady before he goes to play atp in the uk.
ran into kevin willis and jovita and got very excited for our birthday ho-down. may 21 @ the chach. all country all night.
yee haw.
jovita + suzy = 60.
sweet dreams,
xo,
s
Thursday, May 11, 2006
pop life
i have got to start sleeping before 5am,
or rather just waking up earlier.
i dreampt that oprah was trying to buy coke
from chris tucker, except chris tucker was white,
and a make up artist.
where is he btw?
and prince was way into me, but in a non sexual way.
in a really nurturing way.
and i woke up feeling loved.
it felt real and it felt good.
or rather just waking up earlier.
i dreampt that oprah was trying to buy coke
from chris tucker, except chris tucker was white,
and a make up artist.
where is he btw?
and prince was way into me, but in a non sexual way.
in a really nurturing way.
and i woke up feeling loved.
it felt real and it felt good.
Wednesday, May 10, 2006
i'm not your bitch, bitch
i don't hate steven anymore and i want to marry harold.
i think my face is growing. it's weird. going to the gym tomorrow. maybe.
i think my face is growing. it's weird. going to the gym tomorrow. maybe.
Sunday, May 07, 2006
Love comes in spurts
ok. i. am. mortified.
well, first Cinespea at the hollywood forever cemetary, maltese falcon, fucking great.
i want to go every saturday. i felt like a kid when they first go to disneyland.
first off, it's really beautiful and the grave stones are real and imaginative. not like those egalitarian plaques
that lend for easier lawn mowing.
space rockets, boulders, giant stone crosses. so pretty. i'm not sure how i feel about the
laser etched portraits of the dearly departed. i have to think about that one.
so much prettier than forest lawn.
the company also made it awesome. 7 equally awesome ladies. all super funny, smart, and foxy.
i had so much fun. i feel lucky to have arianna and lizzy on my side. they are real solid ladies.
then a birthday party where they had ice cream cake! and the house was a stones throw from elysian park.
jeff would shit he would be so happy, and i would dutifully be right behind him with a little blue bag.
at earl's insistance, arianna and i went to meet him at little joys. it is always great to see jason (earl).
he always shows me so much genuine love.
but, god i hate that place. the moment i walk in i feel hollow and foreign. first foreign, then hollow.
funny looks. which leads to why i am mortified.
just as i sat down on my bed, i noticed that i had three globs the size of chewed up hubba bubba of white
candle wax dribbled on the skirt of my black dress. on the thigh. you know what that looks like people?
do you?! it totally happened at the birthday party when i was lighting a cigarette off a candle. but i had
no idea till just now. so embarassing.
sweetdreams,
xo,
s
well, first Cinespea at the hollywood forever cemetary, maltese falcon, fucking great.
i want to go every saturday. i felt like a kid when they first go to disneyland.
first off, it's really beautiful and the grave stones are real and imaginative. not like those egalitarian plaques
that lend for easier lawn mowing.
space rockets, boulders, giant stone crosses. so pretty. i'm not sure how i feel about the
laser etched portraits of the dearly departed. i have to think about that one.
so much prettier than forest lawn.
the company also made it awesome. 7 equally awesome ladies. all super funny, smart, and foxy.
i had so much fun. i feel lucky to have arianna and lizzy on my side. they are real solid ladies.
then a birthday party where they had ice cream cake! and the house was a stones throw from elysian park.
jeff would shit he would be so happy, and i would dutifully be right behind him with a little blue bag.
at earl's insistance, arianna and i went to meet him at little joys. it is always great to see jason (earl).
he always shows me so much genuine love.
but, god i hate that place. the moment i walk in i feel hollow and foreign. first foreign, then hollow.
funny looks. which leads to why i am mortified.
just as i sat down on my bed, i noticed that i had three globs the size of chewed up hubba bubba of white
candle wax dribbled on the skirt of my black dress. on the thigh. you know what that looks like people?
do you?! it totally happened at the birthday party when i was lighting a cigarette off a candle. but i had
no idea till just now. so embarassing.
sweetdreams,
xo,
s
Saturday, May 06, 2006
das egghead
it's three in the morning and i just ate two eggs.
i think i am addicted to eggs. i eat at least two everyday.
i'm pretty sure that's bad for you. i think. the cholesterol.
everyday i have a bowl of brown rice with soy sauce and a raw egg
mixed in. and then, in a seperate meal, i will usually either over easy the other one
or soft boil it. although i can't ever get the timing right where the
yolk is runny enough. i like it runny. i only boil the eggs when it is late at night.
i feel like hitler everytime i kill a bug in my bathroom.
i say sorry as i'm doing it, but if i still do it, am i really sorry?
i wish they just wouldn't come in here and put me in that position in the first place.
fucking spiders. ants too. ants especially so because you usually
have to kill so many of them.
i'm gonna go cause this is starting to make me feel bad.
sweetdreams,
xo,
s
my stomach hurts
and i promise i will get a camera soon so this isn't so boring.
although, maybe i'm the only one who reads this.
i think i am addicted to eggs. i eat at least two everyday.
i'm pretty sure that's bad for you. i think. the cholesterol.
everyday i have a bowl of brown rice with soy sauce and a raw egg
mixed in. and then, in a seperate meal, i will usually either over easy the other one
or soft boil it. although i can't ever get the timing right where the
yolk is runny enough. i like it runny. i only boil the eggs when it is late at night.
i feel like hitler everytime i kill a bug in my bathroom.
i say sorry as i'm doing it, but if i still do it, am i really sorry?
i wish they just wouldn't come in here and put me in that position in the first place.
fucking spiders. ants too. ants especially so because you usually
have to kill so many of them.
i'm gonna go cause this is starting to make me feel bad.
sweetdreams,
xo,
s
my stomach hurts
and i promise i will get a camera soon so this isn't so boring.
although, maybe i'm the only one who reads this.
Thursday, May 04, 2006
lady boy machine mash
last night i dreamt that i was on the freeway and
caused a four car pile up
and i had no insurance
so my friend had this idea to enter me into
a karaoke contest at this tranny bar to raise money
for my impending car repair costs
the plan was that i was this amazing trannie
and the song she picked out was
the theme song to some obscure gay cable comedy?
and everyone was supposed to go apeshit for it.
but no one got it. i even remember trying to sing like cher for bonus points.
i guess these gays didn't watch cable in the 80s
the song was totally made up
i remember going to the bathroom and
being scared that i was going to busted for having
authentic goods. but then was comforted by the fact
that gender reassignment surgury has come so far
and in this day and age, can you really tell?
anyway, moral of the story: i have to go re instate my car insurance today.
on a side note. my new project is to become a machine.
i am going to go look at this loft bed so i can make my
sleeping arrangement as unpleasurable and efficient
as possible. like a chinese swimmer.
i think it might make me feel like i am a shitty college kid.
but the plan is that it will make me feel like i sleep in my work studio.
because i am a machine.
xo,
s
caused a four car pile up
and i had no insurance
so my friend had this idea to enter me into
a karaoke contest at this tranny bar to raise money
for my impending car repair costs
the plan was that i was this amazing trannie
and the song she picked out was
the theme song to some obscure gay cable comedy?
and everyone was supposed to go apeshit for it.
but no one got it. i even remember trying to sing like cher for bonus points.
i guess these gays didn't watch cable in the 80s
the song was totally made up
i remember going to the bathroom and
being scared that i was going to busted for having
authentic goods. but then was comforted by the fact
that gender reassignment surgury has come so far
and in this day and age, can you really tell?
anyway, moral of the story: i have to go re instate my car insurance today.
on a side note. my new project is to become a machine.
i am going to go look at this loft bed so i can make my
sleeping arrangement as unpleasurable and efficient
as possible. like a chinese swimmer.
i think it might make me feel like i am a shitty college kid.
but the plan is that it will make me feel like i sleep in my work studio.
because i am a machine.
xo,
s
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
you big dummy
I don't read and I believe it is making me dumb.
not so much making me dumb as it is preventing me from getting smarter
stunting my intellectual growth
which has been stagnant for some time now
i probably am no smarter now than when i was in high school
i don't read the newspaper, i sometimes read magazines, and just about never read books.
in fact I don't know anyone, who has the ability to read, that is less read than i am
i really have no idea what is going on.
not really.
i wonder if i will make time to read
i used to never watch tv but have somehow made time to watch a few reality shows and crime dramas
surely i can find time to excersize my brain
man, i don't wanna be dumb.
xo,
s
p.s. this is really embarassing for me to admit
not so much making me dumb as it is preventing me from getting smarter
stunting my intellectual growth
which has been stagnant for some time now
i probably am no smarter now than when i was in high school
i don't read the newspaper, i sometimes read magazines, and just about never read books.
in fact I don't know anyone, who has the ability to read, that is less read than i am
i really have no idea what is going on.
not really.
i wonder if i will make time to read
i used to never watch tv but have somehow made time to watch a few reality shows and crime dramas
surely i can find time to excersize my brain
man, i don't wanna be dumb.
xo,
s
p.s. this is really embarassing for me to admit
Sunday, April 30, 2006
Friday, April 28, 2006
head bangers ball
just got home from the Big Business show and they killed.
They come at you like a whirling dervish, all fists and elbows.
You might be screaming “No, no, no” and all they hear is “Who wants cake.”
They were awesome. They are a force to be reckoned with.
Coady is a manimal and Jared, well I have to admit that as he was screaming super tuff, all I could focus on was his dimple that would show up every so often and then I would just imagine how cute it must be when he smiles.
sorry dude, but it's adorable.
I was one of four, maybe six girls at the show.
the rest, long hairs. i haven't seen this much man mane in a long time.
i don't have any pictures because i left my phone at earl stones
when we ate ice cream and watched top chef.
on my way home from the show i heard a coyote wail.
it sounded crazy, i pulled over to the empty lot it was in
because i thought it was a dog dying.
it hopped the fence and ran off into the night.
nite nite little coyote,
xo,
s
They come at you like a whirling dervish, all fists and elbows.
You might be screaming “No, no, no” and all they hear is “Who wants cake.”
They were awesome. They are a force to be reckoned with.
Coady is a manimal and Jared, well I have to admit that as he was screaming super tuff, all I could focus on was his dimple that would show up every so often and then I would just imagine how cute it must be when he smiles.
sorry dude, but it's adorable.
I was one of four, maybe six girls at the show.
the rest, long hairs. i haven't seen this much man mane in a long time.
i don't have any pictures because i left my phone at earl stones
when we ate ice cream and watched top chef.
on my way home from the show i heard a coyote wail.
it sounded crazy, i pulled over to the empty lot it was in
because i thought it was a dog dying.
it hopped the fence and ran off into the night.
nite nite little coyote,
xo,
s
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
ain't it fun
tonight was fun. it was.
I started out really lonely and hollow feeling, the way a too dark bar with too loud music will do.
and prayed it would be busy because i felt so sad that it felt like i was moving through mud.
but nothing a game of 'would you rather' with a couple of charming, gum chewing perverts couldn't cure.
i learned that nothing ever trumps man tits as the least desired of the rathers. not even a great big, long and square lady ass.
ooooohhh Uncle 'lijiah
lasagna: who forced me into playing the entire pink floyd 'wish you were here' album, but at the end i was glad we did.
right now i just feel really overwhelmed.
i have to finish these cuts and get them to angel in 6 hours and I still have a good 3 hours to finish.
i feel like i should do them now because i am afraid that if i sleep, i won't wake up. ever.
but at 3:30am after a full day/night of working i am exhausted.
not all the time, but sometimes, i feel like i am living in a house of cards and it is all i can do everyday to keep my entire world from falling down on me.
and i'm not complaining. this is what i choose. this is what i want. and when i get it, i will own it and it will feel amazing because it was hard earned, but sometimes, it's a bit overwhelming.
ah fuck what am i complaining about. there are a lot of people out there who have it a lot harder.
i am lucky i have a chance.
and i am grateful.
sweet dreams.
xo,s
I started out really lonely and hollow feeling, the way a too dark bar with too loud music will do.
and prayed it would be busy because i felt so sad that it felt like i was moving through mud.
but nothing a game of 'would you rather' with a couple of charming, gum chewing perverts couldn't cure.
i learned that nothing ever trumps man tits as the least desired of the rathers. not even a great big, long and square lady ass.
ooooohhh Uncle 'lijiah
lasagna: who forced me into playing the entire pink floyd 'wish you were here' album, but at the end i was glad we did.
right now i just feel really overwhelmed.
i have to finish these cuts and get them to angel in 6 hours and I still have a good 3 hours to finish.
i feel like i should do them now because i am afraid that if i sleep, i won't wake up. ever.
but at 3:30am after a full day/night of working i am exhausted.
not all the time, but sometimes, i feel like i am living in a house of cards and it is all i can do everyday to keep my entire world from falling down on me.
and i'm not complaining. this is what i choose. this is what i want. and when i get it, i will own it and it will feel amazing because it was hard earned, but sometimes, it's a bit overwhelming.
ah fuck what am i complaining about. there are a lot of people out there who have it a lot harder.
i am lucky i have a chance.
and i am grateful.
sweet dreams.
xo,s
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
your head is in my hands
Today was great.
really great.
(First off I'd like to apologize for the shitty phonetographs, especially in a dark bar. I'll get a real camera soon.)
Jeff , formally known as Papi, here on known as 'Jeff', and I went for a hike
("Etouffee" didn't really catch on like I had hoped it would)
Jeff climed a rock and was crowned king.
This is Jeff pooped and all tuckered out.
Did a mountain of laundry, made pasta with a vegan 'meat' sauce (but i threw in a piece of bacon later. tee hee)
drank my first 'black coke', and had heartfelt conversations.
Then off to the CaCa for a face off with Coady Willis
Coady brought in some records. x-ray specs! what fun. i got super excited to play minor threat only because i haven't heard it in a million years. i don't think i ever noticed how metal 'out of step' is. hmmmm.
I got to listen to that PiL album again. yay. but my doo wop mix got nixed, however my 'please leave' mix featuring Rockapella was a great hit. so bad.
Parrot Head Andy Coronado
It's really too bad you can't see his tropical themed shirt, but with dragons. It's a gem. In fact it looks as if he isn't wearing a shirt at all. Mount Gay.
Oh Dirt Reynolds, you scoundrel!
I didn't get a picture of the 800 pound man who kept trying to talk to me and anyone who'd listen about his giant tribal tattoo on his upper arm.
Me: that'll be $6.50
Giant: (lifting up sleeve) See this? 16 HOURS!
Me: um, that's $6.50
Giant turd: 16 HOURS. HAND TAPPED... IN INDONESIA!
Me: wow, ok, that's $6.50
Giant : THE GUY WAS NO BIGGER THAN YOU. 16 HOURS!
Me: mmmmm.
It is 3.30am and i have to get up in 2 hours to finish up some cuts before i meet Angel, my sewer at 10. In an alley.
If something went down, I really wouldn't know how to get a hold of him, besides his cellphone. Various alley ways and Jack'n'theBox parking lots is where we do our business. Really Angel, we've got to stop meeting like this.
Then...Lunch with the folks. yikes. I guarantee a total of no more than 10 words will be exchanged during our meal.
Splendid!
xo sweetdreams,
s
really great.
(First off I'd like to apologize for the shitty phonetographs, especially in a dark bar. I'll get a real camera soon.)
Jeff , formally known as Papi, here on known as 'Jeff', and I went for a hike
("Etouffee" didn't really catch on like I had hoped it would)
Jeff climed a rock and was crowned king.
This is Jeff pooped and all tuckered out.
Did a mountain of laundry, made pasta with a vegan 'meat' sauce (but i threw in a piece of bacon later. tee hee)
drank my first 'black coke', and had heartfelt conversations.
Then off to the CaCa for a face off with Coady Willis
Coady brought in some records. x-ray specs! what fun. i got super excited to play minor threat only because i haven't heard it in a million years. i don't think i ever noticed how metal 'out of step' is. hmmmm.
I got to listen to that PiL album again. yay. but my doo wop mix got nixed, however my 'please leave' mix featuring Rockapella was a great hit. so bad.
Parrot Head Andy Coronado
It's really too bad you can't see his tropical themed shirt, but with dragons. It's a gem. In fact it looks as if he isn't wearing a shirt at all. Mount Gay.
Oh Dirt Reynolds, you scoundrel!
I didn't get a picture of the 800 pound man who kept trying to talk to me and anyone who'd listen about his giant tribal tattoo on his upper arm.
Me: that'll be $6.50
Giant: (lifting up sleeve) See this? 16 HOURS!
Me: um, that's $6.50
Giant turd: 16 HOURS. HAND TAPPED... IN INDONESIA!
Me: wow, ok, that's $6.50
Giant : THE GUY WAS NO BIGGER THAN YOU. 16 HOURS!
Me: mmmmm.
It is 3.30am and i have to get up in 2 hours to finish up some cuts before i meet Angel, my sewer at 10. In an alley.
If something went down, I really wouldn't know how to get a hold of him, besides his cellphone. Various alley ways and Jack'n'theBox parking lots is where we do our business. Really Angel, we've got to stop meeting like this.
Then...Lunch with the folks. yikes. I guarantee a total of no more than 10 words will be exchanged during our meal.
Splendid!
xo sweetdreams,
s
Sunday, April 23, 2006
bad baby aka intro to my brain
hi. i think i should have a diary.
or something. i've been feeling really weird and a bit blue lately
so i guess it's good to journal these times?
i think i always feel this way when i am shedding some skin and growing into something new.
it's funny cause it's a constant process. i mean, it never stops. good though, i'm glad.
i think i might die if i woke up one day completely satisfied. how foreign.
i just got home from the cha cha.
it was pretty uneventful as it always is on sundays.
however i did rediscover PiL today.
I always thought I hated them and I still do not like their later stuff
but "Paris in the Spring" is my new favorite record. that's exciting.
right now i feel hopeful, although like running.
i always feel like running.
i went for it and started my line and it's good.
better than i expected.
i made 3 samples in december, went to two stores, one in nyc and one in la, both stores bought the whole line.
from that, i got to show at la fashion week,
good reviews, more accounts.
it's the begining of everything i ever wanted.
so why the heavy heart?
it's better now though. right after my show i was super blue for like a month and i am just starting to feel like myself again.
i am however really excited about printing some of my boner pics onto shirts.
although i don't know how well they'll do.
but i would TOTALLY buy a shirt that had bunnies with chainsaws in a boner forest. (thanks coady). i am also really into little animals, like little stabby , with a real fuck you attitude.
until i get a real camera, phonetographs will have to do.
anyway, nice to meet you.
xo,s
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