an oldie, but oh so good. bon iver never fails to quietly rattle my bones; produce that firework lump in my throat. there’s something about the {suggestion?} of impromptu song that always makes me happy. gotta go loves. there’s much twirling to be had....
the metal folding chairs at the starbucks on gower and sunset blvd provide a surprisingly comfy structure for napping. tell me to use their restroom though, and i’d have to give you my kidney instead. yesterday i had to drive to l.a. twice. i saw a man lose his...
yesterday, i booked a job on an upcoming court show. fueled by the euphoric fumes of a successful audition i cartwheeled my way into acting class; only to hiroshima the shit out of my drunk driving monologue. what was supposed to be a moving, heartfelt plea against...
today i will wrangle the lady out of me. i’ve had seconds of sleep, and resemble more a snarling, snapping yellow-bellied sea snake. back off bitchiness, withdraw your surly sword. no amount of busy or exhaustion exempts me from kindness and manners. Similar...
tap. tap. tap. tap. tap. tap. the sweet rap of raindrops scampering across our roof come three o’clock this morning. my two crusty beasts and their surlier human all barked disgruntled disfavor to the interrupted slumber. as hostess of the household it was my...
