walls are props

I am running on four hours of sleep. Seriously. Party in, like, 3 hours. You better be there.

First trip to a gay bar, evah. Went to a wedding with an open bar. Met Harper in real life. Didn’t sleep. Told a good friend I love her. Hope she doesn’t mind me telling everyone else.
Sunday we tried to move as little as possible. Today, I do not […]

You know, that thing that makes you paint skies full of pinwheeling stars and write autobiographical novels in three weeks of benzedrine-fueled creative fury? I got a little coffee in me right now, you’ll have to excuse me.
I was browsing Flickr today and realized just how cyclical photography can be for me. It […]

Today is the Governor’s Cup Race and Walk. This means a truck selling “coffee lattes frappes smoothies” is parked just below my window. Maybe I should take advantage of that. Also, there seems to be a cleaning staff downstairs running a vacuum cleaner at top volume. No going back to sleep […]