Blah, I have a million things to do but sadly lacking motivation. I know its going to bite me in the ass, but all I can think about is another million things such as: reading my magazines, going to Haight to buy a dress, visiting museums, starting another internship, finding a new job? (I've been thinking about that since I got my jobs), music and music theory, d-jaying, song combinations, eating bread, cleaning, new ways to do my makeup, running, how sick-and-tired I am of the damn rain and cold, summer, rays of light, Jim Morrison, poetry, being warm, organizing, my aching back, having fun, going out, staying in, saving up, parents, being lazy, watching a film, and it does not end there really... Many of my friends and people at work have told me that lately I've been extra quiet. Maybe I should vocalize the above.
And as always, I'm thinking about how perfectly diverse and cool this city is...





Yes, I am crying right about now....someone buy me a plane ticket so I can go back. I don't think I can survive waiting until October.