all our dreams come true

so today, the woman i nanny for told me never to have kids. haha oops!

new favorite toy= the rapman.



(note the turntable.)

the hampsters are trickling in, one by one, day by day, fun by fun, drug by drug.

and ellie is back on the homestead. and and and. really frightened for lolla this weekend because APPARENTLY it's about to be 99 degreez. so. um. yep. woo.

will you, won't you, will you, won't you, will you join the dance?

so i could talk about pitchfork and it's glory, i could talk about the incident on the train which sent me home unable to understand the brutality of urban humanity thus in tears, or i could talk about how interesting it is that all of the people i find close connections with end up being redheads.

let's go with the latter. the other two another time. i feel like blogs are for whatever's IN your head and ON your mind at the time. :)

i mean, i wouldn't say i'm automatically attracted to red heads, i've just recently realized that they tend to be some of my favorite people i have the weirdest deepest coolest connections with. interesting, right? right.

backyard family barbeques these days really are some of the best places to have fun, because you always get to unexpectedly hang out with those people or that person you played with as a wee one, and now are awkwardly growing up next to. and then you smoke pot or something together and so many things change!

bababa
dear evanston summer,

you are turning out to be pretty beautiful and interesting and complicated and confusing and i think just pretty neat. so keep it up, i could do without those few annoyances and confusions, but such is life. so. ok. you're ok. you're swell.

that'll do pig, that'll do.

forever,
emma.

i take my coffee, bittersweet.

i can't really figure out what that was.
what a beautiful surprise though. pretty sure i needed those kinds of faces. and a very occupied basement.

i've realized just being nice and sweet and cool about it and everything, creates a very pleasant experience. so. ok. i guess i'll just stay a sweet pea from now on.



the last month and a half of evanston summer will be very interesting, i think real good. real. good. pitchforkkkk this weekend. it's about time i got my dose of hipsters and great music all the time. and cheap water.

strangely, being home here has made me more of a hipster than i ever was. before coming home, at hampshire hipster haven, i would never consider myself a hipster (just friends with them, of course), but being home has just bored me out to such a level that i need to dress cool to entertain myself. i find it so much fun. and i guess i care more about my appearance when home because evanston cares, and camp hamp does not whatsoever. which is lame. which i always knew but never realized. i was so immune to it.

hampshire really just gave me new needed eyeballs.

oh also. so keeping my marijuana in my tissue box was not the greatest idea of all time. or it was. because whenever i blow my nose now, i feel like i'm getting high.

buddy-o, yiddam, diddam dee

my henna is fading faster than my dog's eyesight. and now i just look diseased. but it's alright. "but let the mind beware, that though the flesh be bugged, the circumstances of existence are pretty glorious." thanks jack. i am starting to feel less and less ailed with the rest of my recent body malfunctions. hurrah.

went garage sailing yesterday and picked up some gems. another, yes another, typewriter for $15. working and beautiful and blue(ish), olympia. we'll see what magic can't be worked.



among others, also picked up "poetry for your table" and some bizarrely sweet eskimo coasters. mod 19 get ready for weird beauty.





chloe left for camp today. :(
lonesome be had. i liked having a housemate. but OH she'll be back.

adlai, adlai, what did you say?

"you're the best."
-addie, now 5

so. so so so.
in my spare time, i'm working for my dad in a cubicle. it's $10/hr, so that helps ease the pain a little, as much as i want to make database entry my career choice. it's ok though, because i get to hang out with adlai stevenson III. who's grandfather convinced honest abe to run for the presidency. thus, through connections, i convinced abraham lincoln to become president. neat!

we have this girl staying with us right now from niger. it's very interesting. she's here on a program that takes 3 girls from the top 10% of the country's brightest, and brings them too good ole america and teaches them how to empower themselves. how bitchin, right? she's the sweetest thing. she's an orphan. and completely shell shocked.

i mean, i guess i feel like i just had to update this. i've started a short story. due to the inspiration of the cubicle. EVERYTHING IS JUST SO GRAY. grey? (i can never decide.)

last night, i went a little wildlife crazy. geckos and snakes, really are underrated. i held the big one. all. night. i became addicted. i miss him. it was so therapeutic, to have a living breathing animal made entirely of muscle and beautiful soft scales wrap it's entirety around my arm, neck, etc. if i didn't have to feed it LIVE BABY MICE, i would have like 12 snakes. and just walk around with them.



(he's much oh much prettier)

thoughts

-these days are no longer romantic. two thousand eight. THOUSAND.

-fate is okay? getting used to the idea.

-i held a snake tonight, i felt beauty and the lightness of being. no second unbearable. i beat 3 boys in mario kart, played what i haven't played since that sillyness, first first first. the lightness of being. haha.
-they are ideas because i am thinking them, about.

-i did not dry my face.

-listening to DEATH CAB FOR CUTIE. feeling that feeeeeling, there's only one, everyone knows. and everybody knows it. (so i'm proposing a swift orderly change, etc.)

-the time for sleep is now. in the morning i will only think things.

escapade etcetera

emma's idea of a perfect wonderful beautiful perfect perfect perfect weekend:

-wake up in a pit of pillows, alongside much adored peers
-make a delicious breakfast of hashbrowns, eggs, toast, fruit, etc.
-eat breakfast alongside much adored peers
-sit for a little
-smoke a pre-rolled j
-hike alongside the ever lovely lake michigan to some dunes
-sit on said some dunes, get some tannies
-lie on the beach
-disregard underwear and shorts and swim around in the ever lovely lake michigan
-lie on the beach
-get approached and invited to a swingin party by hot sexy teens, pretend to flirt but really know they're incredibly lame
-lie on the beach
-hike back to books and fruit and more inebriation
-sit for a little
-eat for a little
-drink attempted daquiries for a little
-walk along the ever lovely lake michigan alongside much adored peers, looking for the swingin bonfire, find awkward families only and decide to sit a little and smoke a little and look only upwards into the breathtaking planets and things
-crawl back to books and fruit and more inebriation
-collapse in a pit of pillows, alongside much adored peers

oop. looks like i had a perfect wonderful beautiful perfect perfect perfect weekend! exactly what i needed. :)


on another note, i have a sinus infection. how can so much snot come out of one person's nose???

on another note, someone hardcore graffiti'd my dad's work door with pink and purple CHALK. hahaha not that funny

on another note, i miss ellie. a lot. my spouse my mouse.

on another note, i have a mosquito bite on my NECK. fucking vampire bugs.

on another note, i still really wish i could talk to who you used to be. missing that comfort...