I know you miss me

And want to send me presents. That's why I'm giving you an address to send them to. I'm giving you my work address because I can receive packages there without having to go to the bronx to pick them up. By the way, I AM expecting presents.

K thnx! :)

228 Mott St New York, NY 10012

Fetish

So, I've recently come to terms with the fact that I have a fetish. I never really understood fetishes. You know like feet, body paint, BDSM, anime what have you... haha. Anyways, I didn't even realize I had one until my friend Karl said it the other day and well OF COURSE. It all makes so much sense now. See I've always had this infatuation with facial hair. Especially beards but unique staches would do as well. I've always explained this infatuation like this:
"The way that men are obsessed with breasts because they can and will never be able to have them themselves, that's how I feel about beards."

And not like well groomed beards but like scraggly sheep herder beards.

homeward bound

I'm sitting in the railway station.
Got a ticket for my destination.
On a tour of one-night stands my suitcase and guitar in hand.
And ev'ry stop is neatly planned for a poet and a one-man band.
Homeward bound,
I wish I was,
Homeward bound,
Home where my thought's escaping,
Home where my music's playing,
Home where my love lies waiting
Silently for me.
Ev'ry day's an endless stream
Of cigarettes and magazines.
And each town looks the same to me, the movies and the factories
And ev'ry stranger's face I see reminds me that I long to be,
Homeward bound,
I wish I was,
Homeward bound,
Home where my thought's escaping,
Home where my music's playing,
Home where my love lies waiting
Silently for me.

Tonight I'll sing my songs again,
I'll play the game and pretend.
But all my words come back to me in shades of mediocrity
Like emptiness in harmony I need someone to comfort me.
Homeward bound,
I wish I was,
Homeward bound,
Home where my thought's escaping,
Home where my music's playing,
Home where my love lies waiting
Silently for me.
Silently for me.

"Who knows how to make love stay?"

1. Tell love you are going to the Junior's Deli on Flatbush Avenue in Brooklyn to pick up a cheesecake, and if love stays, it can have half. It will stay.

2. Tell love you want a momento of it and obtain a lock of its hair. Burn the hair in a dime-store incense burner with yin/yang symbols on three sides. Face southwest. Talk fast over the burning hair in a convincingly exotic language. Remove the ashes of the burnt hair and use them to paint a mustache on your face. Find love. Tell it you are someone new. It will stay.

3. Wake love up in the middle of the night. Tell it the world is on fire. Dash to the bedroom window and pee out of it. Casually return to bed and assure love that everything is going to be all right. Fall asleep. Love will be there in the morning.

Harvest Moon

I enjoyed my only day off today people watching for the most part. I hung out in Williamsburg aka hipsterville. I'm not complaining. I liked the people I met or observed from a distance (creepy?) I sat at a cafe for a while and then made my way to a park to lay in the grass and read my book. By the way I'm reading A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius by Dave Eggers right now and I must say it's an amazingly written book. I love his style of writing. He goes on a few tangents that last way too long that get pretty dry for me but all in all it's a very very good book and I think whoever is reading this blog should go buy it and read it if they have not yet.

Anyways, met up with Karl at Union Square and walked to the bar he works at to drop off some keys and have a beer and eat some food. Great beer, Great food. Then went back to his apartment to enjoy the harvest moon on the roof and drink more beer. But there were huge cockroaches that decided to join us as well so we went back inside. The rats I can handle. I see a rat on the sidewalk and it doesn't phase me but the roaches man, GROSS.

I hope you all enjoyed the moon as well.

I don't sleep well at night

I had a nightmare last night. Me and all of my closest and not so close friends were all dressed in black and had bandanas tied around our noses and mouths. We were formulating a plan. I don't remember any of the details of our plan but I do remember being with my friend Elliot and going through peoples yards and garages and underground tunnels to get to a certain spot in downtown to meet our friends and go through with our plan(clearly, this is about the RNC). There, we were greeted with Riot Police on horses. At first awaiting nervously to see what we would do. We all just started marching towards them and chanting things in unison. Immediately the police started to come at us. They got off of their horses and were slamming kids to the ground and spraying mace in their faces. They were just aimlessly spraying mace everywhere, all around. Like, as soon as they started to feel slightly threatened, the answer was to just aimlessly spray and swing until they hit as many as possible no matter who it was. I had started running down a side street by this point. The whole dream was sepia toned and set in the night time in downtown St. Paul. I looked around the streets and I could hear the screams of agony in the distance but I was alone. I was running as fast as I could to get away from all of this and I remember realizing that even being at least 2 blocks from the chaos by now I could slightly smell the mace and taste it in the back of my throat and as soon as I realized this, I woke up.

I woke up terrified and wanting to hug every single one of my friends that were involved with the protests and further, arrested and charged with ridiculous charges.

A favor?

I need someone to do me a favor, I need someone to grab the new city pages EVERY wednesday and email me my horoscope (pisces).

I need need need this.

thank you.

ps. whoever does this will get some kind of present someday I'm sure. Seriously though, it would mean alot to me. And you can start by telling me my horoscope from last Wednesdays issue.

The soundtrack to my strawberry summer

In this order!

Cutie's Car Song- Nasimiyu

Postcards from Italy- Beirut

Bruises- Chairlift

I will be Grateful for this Day- Bright Eyes

Chinese Lanterns- Lucy Michelle and the Velvet Lapelles

Neighborhood #1 (Tunnels)- The Arcade Fire

By Your Side- CocoRosie

Pecan Pie- Jeff Tweedy

Red Walls- Roma Di Luna

Strawberry- Paul Baribeau

Peachy Keen- Lucy Michelle and the Velvet Lapelles

Where Do You Go To My Lovely- Peter Sarstedt

Werewolf- CocoRosie

Bowl of Oranges- Bright Eyes

Why Do You Let Me Stay Here- She & Him

I'm Gone- Roma Di Luna

Journey of the Featherless- Cloud Cult

The Littlest Birds Sing the Prettiest Songs

Well I feel like an old hobo,
I'm sad lonesome and blue
I was fair as a summers day
Now the summer days are through
You pass through places
And places pass through you
But you carry 'em with you
On the souls of your travellin' shoes

Well I love you so dearly I love you so clearly
Wake you up in the mornin' so early
Just to tell you I got the wanderin' blues
I got the wanderin' blues
And i'm gonna quit these ramblin' ways one of
these days soon
And I'll sing

The littlest birds sing the prettiest songs...

Well it's times like these
I feel so small and wild
Like the ramblin' footsteps of a wanderin' child
And I'm lonesome as a lonesome whippoorwill
Singin these blues with a warble and a trill
But I'm not too blue to fly
No I'm not too blue to fly cause

The littlest birds sing the prettiest songs...

Well I love you so dearly
I love you so fearlessly
Wake you up in the mornin' so early
Just to tell you I got the wanderin' blues
I got the wanderin' blues
And I don't wanna leave you
I love you through and through

Oh I left my baby on a pretty blue train
And I sang my songs to the cold and the rain
I had the wanderin' blues
And I sang those wanderin' blues
And I'm gonna quit these ramblin' ways
One of these days soon
And I'll sing...

The littlest birds sing the prettiest songs....

I don't care if the sun don't shine
I don't care if nothin' is mine
I don't care if I'm nervous with you
I'll do my lovin' in the wintertime

The end of the rainbow

{A conversation between Sam and I}

(us sitting on a random stoop in Manhattan looking for something to do)

Sam: Hey look a spotlight. They usually have those for like opening nights for events and things like that.
Me: well, lets go check it out
Sam: nah for all I know it might be at the very tip of Manhattan
Me: Yeah but maybe there is treasure when we get there, like at the end of a rainbow. I remember very vividly when I was 6 running and trying to find the end of the rainbow with my 2 best friends at the time. We ran and ran and we were so excited because we knew that with a rainbow there would be treasure at the end of it and with treasure came a leprechaun
Sam: haha you would totally be the type of kid that chased rainbows. And I bet you were really crushed when you realized it wasn't going to happen.
Me: Yeah, but I didn't stop chasing it because I realized it didn't exist, I stopped chasing it because it was just too far away.

Old Greg

Take the time and watch it. it's hilarious.

belly full of stars

I had an amaaaaazing night last night! Full of adventures and chaos. It was very much like a movie about New York. A movie about a girl in New York. Funny thing is, Macauley Culkin AND Haley Joel Osment were in the movie as well, or rather, participated in my night last night in some way. Such a stereotypical night on the town. Got lost from 5 am to 7 am under the ground in Brooklyn.

I would tell you more but I don't wanna jinx it.

So far, So good.

Something that needs nothing

"Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all that they have"



loooove that quote

Going away party and other stuff

Pete made me that cake. We ate it for hangover breakfast.

Awwww. Charlie Art made it to send me off with some love.

Whudda gentleman.

Doesn't get much hotter then this.

I really wish I knew what was going on here, Zollie looks so eager!

Aria drawing on muh face

Sistahs

Carson in the midst of chaos

Cutest thing I ever did see

You really don't get it.

morning after, you know how that goes...

Exactly! goes a little bit like this

And like this

And DEFINITELY goes like this

Don't knock it til you've tried it

I think I like it here.

so sooo busy, more details later.