So... I try not to act like a brat. Especially when somebody is doing something for me and helping me out.
But when my mother takes my phone, goes to the cell phone place to replace my dying (srsly you should see how bad it is) cellphone and ends up losing my cellphone...
Well, I just get a little bit really angry.
I was supposed to see some people tonight that I haven't seen in awhile. It's my last night in Houston.
And it's one person's birthday.
What the fuckin' fuck, man...
I hate that my cell phone means this much to me, but JESUS FUCKIN' CHRIST!
Give me a fucking break.
Is my website working?
Some people tell me they can't click on the handwritten text images like you're supposed to be able to do. I wonder why some people can and some can't...
In other news, I FINALLY finished reading Sons and Lovers.
And now I started reading Another Country (by James Baldwin) on the plane to Texas. (Andrea G. left it at my apartment. I'm going to finish reading it before mailing it to Oregon.)
I know a guy with the last name of Schumann. I don't think he likes me anymore.
Today I made my 666th sale.
Did you guys ever watch this Blind Date parody back in the day (or a couple years ago)?
I just remembered it right now. It's what made me blog.
(I HATE the host of this thang. He's really annoying.)
I think that Propecia might actually be legit and for real.
And that's very funny and very depressing.
You don't want to know how I spent today...
I started crying at the airport yesterday when I learned that my reservation was messed up. I thought I wouldn't be able to come home for my mum's birthday.
Yeah, so I missed the 1:30PM flight.
But I fixed the problem and ended up getting on the 4:15PM flight.
My sisters picked me up. And that was nice.
When we got to my mother's apartment, it was really sweet: when she saw me, she cried out "OH! My son, my son! My son! I've missed my son! Oh my God!" and she felt my stomach and sides and talked about how I've lost weight and gave me all these kisses on my cheek.
It was really sweet. =)
Today she made me breakfast and brought it to me so I could eat it while lying on the couch, watching "Will and Grace". And then we ran some errands and she bought me things, including my FAVORITE glue, a rotary cutter, and some new underwear.
I kinda don't feel like hanging out with any of my friends.
Lying on this sofa and watching television and eating lots of food feels too good.
In other news, Chanel (of Junkprints) made me this shirt that I've been eyeing since before I knew her. It's so boss.
I kinda don't want to take it off. I'm so proud of it. And I like showing it off.
It's getting kinda rank tho cuz I'm sorta smelly... but... y'know.
More later.
SELF PORTRAIT THURSDAY!
5.8.08
Tomorrow is my mother's birthday.
Her birthday (5/8) is my height (5'8").
P.S.
That shirt is the first ribcageivyLITTLEHEARTS shirt I've ever made for myself.
The hearts are made from My Little Pony fabric.
Here's a picture I accidentally took of my desk with the dSLR Parachute got recently:
Maybe I've become that person who stays out til the sun comes up. Maybe it's New York.
I didn't get a margarita last night like I wanted. I told people I was going to a Cinco de Margarita party, but it wasn't that. Sarah and I just ended up at this guy's apartment because some of her friends were hanging out. It was all right. Those guys were nice.
One of the guys was this guy that used to be in Dell commercials.
Remember?
I didn't remember who the "Dell dude" was until this morning when I YouTube'd it.
(That's no character he's playing... He was nice, though. Likes to party.)
Then Sarah and I jammed. She and I went to our favorite bar in Williamsburg---The Levee. Woody, her friend, joined us.
Sarah ended up running into this guy named Willie that used to live in Andrea G.'s house in Portland. He was pretty. And nice enough. He was with some friends and then we went back to their place. (It was still dark when we went inside.)
We gabbed for a long time---and it was found out that one of the guys is from Houston, like Sarah and me, and knows a lot of the same people Sarah knew from high school. That was pretty random. I like running into Texas while in New York. (Oh, btw, I'm going home for about five days on Thursday. Can't wait.)
I can't remember the guy's name, though...
But what I do remember is that he makes clothes, too, like Sarah and me. And he does a lot of silkscreening, too.
His biz name is JAWMAKER and he vends about four times a week in Manhattan. (The site is supposed to be running today some time... Right now it's just one page. I saw the rest of it last night, but it's not uploaded on the internet. It'll be nice.)
I like meeting other people with entrepreneurial tendencies. It's very nice.
So, yeah, like I said, we gabbed for a long time.
Then Sarah and I left, and when we got outside, it was sunny. (There were no windows in those guys' apartment, so we couldn't tell.)
It's weird still being drunk and stumbly on the subway, sitting next to all these people who are on their way to work.
We were hungry.
When we got off the subway, there was a Dunkin' Donuts waiting for us.
We got breakfast sandwiches and walked back to Sarah's house.
And while we were walking she said, "God, I love New York."
And I said, "Me too."
I'm not too sure what to say, as I'm very spacey right now. (Well, I have SOME things I could talk about, but they're either 1. not appropriate for this blog or 2. too personal for this blog.)
But my to-do list tells me that I have to blog today.
So, I'm going to show you pictures of a shirt I sewed today---and then some other pictures of hanging out with people.
I think I was wearing the same underwear in all those pictures...
Not sure.
5.1.08
Yeah, yeah, I'm late.
Even tho I took the photo yesterday, I didn't have much time to upload it and such.
Sarchar.
This afternoon I said goodbye to Jessica and Arlo, (totally awesome) friends of Max and Sarah's from back in Washington.
They live on a small island outside Seattle, and there they run Slow Loris.
Usually I'm kinda weary of people who design t-shirts---ironic, no?---but I really love their shirts. (Check out the "Test Print Shirts" section and you'll see why.)
I'm really sad to see them go. I think they belong here in Brooklyn. And they belong at Parachute, too.
I can totally see myself hanging out with and working alongside Arlo and Jessica.
They gave me a shirt for free. HOLLER! (Pictures tomorrow maybe.)
And I modeled a shirt for them today.
Last night at this bar in Williamsburg called The Levee the bartender and I realized that we live in the same apartment complex.
He said, "This is too strange."
And then he walked away.
I didn't get to sleep til the sun was rising. I hate doing that.
I slept at Sarah and Max's. Their shitbox apartment is looking a lot better.
Also, I love how they painted their bedroom hot pink because you can take some really great photos in there.
Check it out:
And isn't that Slow Loris shirt in the second photo AMAZING?
And what Max and Sarah make is always boss.
I like my friends. =)
This morning I woke up feeling really bummed.
Seriously---I had a frown on my face that just wouldn't leave.
It was a smile turned upside down.
And it was really grey and wet outside.
And I couldn't go to museums (or go eat pizza) with Andrea G. because I had to work.
But now I'm better.
Just sorta out of it.
We got the spinning wheel (a Lendrum) at the studio this weekend. But I realized that I don't have any fiber on hand here in New York. So, I bought about 8oz last night on Etsy so that I can practice.
Apparently making yarn with a wheel is easier than using a spindle. We'll see---I'm skeptical because a spindle is pretty dang easy.
Here's the screenprinting press we got last week or so:
But it always looks so depressing in there.
I printed on a dress today:
I think it looks more babydoll, though.
Maybe I just want it to look babydoll.
You know how I love that kinderwhore look. (Seriously, I wish more girls dressed like that.)
I also came across this shirt the other day while I was shopping at Goodwill:
Of course it didn't come already appliquéd.
That's courtesy of yours truly.
P.S.
If you haven't mailed back your slide yet, let's get on that!
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