moderndisaster

last night i had a dream that my mom was really identical twins and one was my birth mother. they rotated out and one hid in the walls of our house while i interacted with the other. but one day i discovered the secret.
it was like kirk cameron discovering leonardo dicaprio living in the storage closet on growing pains.
chaos ensued.
i woke up.



visibility is high tonight and i can see the chrysler building lit up like a christmas tree from my couch.

i'm thinking of starting an actual blog elsewhere.

oh hey there internet.
lately i have been working and hating new york and oh now i am moving in with the boyfriend.

etsy update. (click)

last night i think i dreamt that two of the jonas brothers died.

somewhere between the coffee addiction and the tylenol PM addiction i lost a few months there.
they've been quite full. included equal numbers of build ups and break downs.

been seeing a lot of wedding rings. on strangers and people who used to be.
learning to let go - or at least make the clinging look less obvious.

i've decided that i like math enough (and fear a heart attack enough) to join weight watchers and have lost 5 lbs this week. suppose i'm proud of myself for taking this route rather than what i will now charmingly refer to as my "barfcity past".

reliving a different past at the end of july. michelle, stefan and i are going to the 20 yr merge fest. (merge xx) we went to the 10 year fest together (merge 10k) in 1999. seemed only fitting that we return.

i want a swimming pool. and a shetland pony. that wears a bikini and swims with me.

guess i will settle for free concerts. (highlights this summer: polvo, superchunk w/ versus, magnolia electric co, dr dog, man man, pains of being pure at heart, grizzly bear w/ beach house, etc etc)

xo

the original goal was to update my personal website by january 1.
and to set up the etsy shop by the end of january.
at least etsy has been started. something like 6 hours old and i've sold 4 items.
buy the rest.
www.nearmoderndisaster.etsy.com

Etsy: Your place to buy & sell all things handmade nearmoderndisaster.etsy.com

i've never really been the resolution type but so much importance has inadvertently been placed on this month and the 11 following it that i'm having a hard time picking what needs to be resolved out of the lineup.
i suppose "get your life in order" sounds a bit too lofty a goal. or maybe it doesn't.

i left florida yesterday shortly after 6 am and was in new york 2 hours later. sat next to julie on the plane which was great even though we both slept most of the way. billy came over for breakfast. rode his bike even though it must have been below 30°. some people some people some people. i'm so glad to know that one. billy remains the only friend i've seen since back in ny.. i ventured off to pearl paint to buy bookbinding supplies but so far that's the only thing i've left the house for. i'm recovering from what i believe to be my 4th case of strep in 2008.. my immune system is making a mockery of me.

i rang in the new year snoring maybe. i think i lasted past the 11 o'clock hour. lying in bed listening to camera obscura - happy new year on repeat. maybe my best nye in years. i spent today binding what i thought was going to be a planner and ended up being much more a diary. i miss the daily enforced journaling of my college photo classes. before blogging, before project 365, i had a hard-bound sketchbook bursting at the seams, filled with polaroids and words words words. i'm not sure if it falls into the category of youthful longing, but i'll have that again. it won't be polaroids.. but it will feel close.

oh, and because it should maybe be posted here: (click to flickr.)

it really just hit me that this year is nearly over.

dear livejournal, i miss you and just get sad every time i think about how much i neglect you.

these days i am running on 3 hrs of sleep paired with large doses of iced tea brewed impossibly strong.

tonight i finish painting the new apartment while alex scrubs our paint mishaps from the floors.
tomorrow i attempt to finish packing so that thursday and friday's plans still hold.
thursday is janeane garafalo, eugene mirman, bobby tisdale, etc.
friday is built to spill performing perfect from now on.
saturday is the move. and the trip to ikea. and tricia's housewarming if time permits.
and after i sleep 12 hrs straight, sunday is michael showalter, fred armisen, john mullaney, etc.

this is our new house. we live on the 2nd floor. we have lions on our stoop.



back to a roommate after a year alone. i love alex and any negative thoughts about having a roommate in general are quelled by the idea of spending $500 less a month in rent. yeah, i think $6000 can shut me up pretty quickly. oh that and living 1/2 block to the lorimer L.