spring spring sprung

springsperation!
music: fela kuti, ian anderson, jack bruce.

suppose

SO, back in Denver. I've been watching Life (unfortunately narrated by Oprah, and lacks in Attenborough's presence). I've been reading three books at a time, which rarely happens: Hemingway, Hesse, Pullman. I'm sick again, which is infinitely frustrating since I haven't been healthy for more than three weeks at a time this year. Been sleeping and eating and not doing that much-- but that's what this break is for I suppose.

critic king

right now: just wanting to stay in bed all day with dim lights and low music. i'm sick again, and finals are almost over thanks to cheap beer and pure pluck. ready to eat and pretend productivity (meaning reading, cooking, and sewing). this is good because, right now, i am so tired of thinking critically and writing papers about critical thinking.

pata pata

Exhausted today. I have a huge week ahead of me, but these weekend was a gentle one despite some of my poor decision making. Happy with the boy, and patiently awaiting for the sun's official arrival. I'm going to Denver for a week on the 20th, then back again in Seattle. (Top picture taken at Cal Anderson, I got my silly russian hat and Dan's got a coonskin one.)

bear tits

finally watched Frida last night, napping all day.

dixie down

this song has been stuck in my head all week.
i thought spring was here this saturday since it was 50 degrees and sunny out, but it just snowed today for two minutes. so! i have no idea what is up with seattle and why the weather hates me so much. because all want to do is lay in the park, smoke cheap cigarettes, listen to the band, and cuddle with my friends.

vice rag

i have a russian hat now even though winter is ending early. everyone is happy and preoccupied with everything. i'm overwhelmed with schoolwork, but it's only schoolwork. (AA.)