Friday

a Miami cab driver from Venezuela



"C'est la vida. Such is life. You win, then you lose. The problem is when you keep on losing.  That's when you gotta open up the book.  Reinvent yourself or something."


Wednesday

Queen of disaster

Nothing that I write or create will ever be without errors. That's just the way it is. I need like, 7 editors.
In all aspects of my life.  Just know that.

Tuesday

late January happiness


-New concept for a new restaurant project (they liked it!!!)
-Grandparents that visit you and then send you a Happy New Years gift
-heat. file under: 75 degrees at all times
-Michael Kors that I wear generally every day from the boy


-friends that visit
-figuring out printers with no help from anyone because I'm the person people ask for help about printers anyways
-red, red wineeeeee on cold, cold nightssssss
-watching almost all the movies that are out right now including but not limited to illegal versions online, 
not my fault I have a high-tech little brother
-bread with oil and sea salt as new lunch habit
-new friends
-new fonts
-wait those aren't the same thing? 
-having somewhat of a handle on my budget but still what are bills.
-freshly cleaned mirrors because they make you feel like your entire apartment is clean.
-$99 shirt I've been wanting for 2 months and waited and just got it on sale for $40.
-it's supposed to snow tonight in 1 hour and I have K-cup hot chocolate at home.

also as I'm typing I realize my nails are freshly painted so basically life is just the best.

keep it up girl


Wednesday

elements of morning




we have bean missing you

drawing, vanilla coffee and remembering the how to put the hand back into my work.

I eat my pizza in the bathtub

Ever feel so out of place with everything and everyone around you that you just think it can't be you, you can't be this crazy, it's the devil and he's out to get me since when am I this sad, pathetic raisin sucked dry of hope without a boy to blame? I'm talking the kind of bad day that lasts all week and into the weekend and shows it's stomach-punching face here and there next Tuesday. And you're like what did I do wrong, nothing's wrong, everything's going just fine, I'm fine, why am I feeling so shut out by my own life this sucks. I've always been able to get right again by watching an episode or two of modern family or by instagrammig something cool or by finding a song that's really me or by reading 18 Cosmo articles on my phone and stalking someone random like Sophia Bush. But lately it's not even a snap-out-of-it kind of mood. It's been this what have I gotten myself into, I'm 22 why do I have responsibilities why am I not in Cozumel letting mangos drip down my arms on boats swimming with dolphins exploring my true calling as a mermaid kind of trauma. Why else am I going to this gym every day if I'm not living in bikinis?? It would help if I even knew what I was writing about. I'm just as confused about life as I am about this blog post. I'm going to start blaming the moon. I think it's mistaking me for some tiny ocean but I'm not giving up until my tide comes back in. 

Ok I'm officially crazy. Freschetta frozen pizzas are buy one get one this week at harris teeter if you were wondering.   

Monday

Hurry up and start running

Now run faster 
And faster and faster 
Before the real pain starts