That's how I old I am according to my Texas ID.
But today I turned 24.

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(That's the cake my sister made for me on my 22nd birthday. Awesome.)

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(That's a birthday card/collage Lillian G. made for me on my 22nd birthday. Awesome.)

Here's what I've got in store for the day:
-watch "Clueless" by myself because it's one of my favorite movies
-meet up with Ben J. in Manhattan and have lunch (and shaved ice?)
-go to Brooklyn and have a Lazy Susan reunion session with Lillian G. (I'm very excited! Best birthday gift to myself.)
-Mexican restaurant and a pitcher of margaritas
-go get drunk with my friends

Let's hope it goes this way.

ALSO!
I'm very excited about this:
Venus Magazine has featured me as their Reader of the Week!

Read it.

Okay.
Off to watch "Clueless".

x!
c

P.S.
Got a new guitar and amp yesterday. Holler.

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I don't know why I'm listening to Ladytron right now.
They make me sad.

And they put on a boring show.

Here are some peacock shirts I've been printing:

economically depressed

ECONOMICALLY DEPRESSED

economically depressed

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SELF PORTRAIT THURSDAY!
7.3.08

Astoria Bagels (Bagel?) puts TOO MUCH cream cheese on their bagels.

Just look at this big chunk of cream cheese that fell out of my everything bagel:

bagel

Here's my bagel face:

SELF PORTRAIT THURSDAY! 7.3.08

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I'm not a fan of hearing people whistle. Sorta annoys me.

And no, it's not because I'm jealous since I can't whistle.

I mean, I can't swim very well at all, but I don't get annoyed when I see people swimming.

(This is the best topic I could come up with after forgetting what I was originally going to write about.)

I can also talk about how Starbucks is closing 600 of their locations around the country. "Experts" think it's because the chain expanded too quickly.

I wouldn't be sad if all Starbucks went away. I don't drink/like coffee anyway.

There was this area in Houston (N. Sheperd and  W. Gray) that has (had?) two Starbucks locations RIGHT ACROSS THE STREET from each other.

I think that is probably one of the most ridiculous things I've ever seen.
And I hope both of those locations close down, too.

New shirt variations:

pink multiple gretchen

german love

french love and gray

way only i feel about

way only i feel about things

Sarah C. is partial to the pink t-shirt; I'm partial to the green one.
(I might keep the green prototype for myself. We'll see how I feel after I'm done here at Parachute for the day.)

Netflix sent me "The Apple" yesterday in the mail.
Have you ever seen that movie? It's really stupid and insane and funny.
But I've only seen it 1.25 times.

Today "The Brown Bunny" is being sent to me. I don't really like Vincent Gallo (seems a bit self-absorbed/self-centered---and not in the good way) that much, but I liked "Buffalo 66". So, maybe I'll like this.

I also want to see Chloe Sevigny be a respectable actress.
 

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So, I never really formally actually introduced my new assistant Sarah C. to you, did I?

I've shown her photo on my blog once before, but in case you've forgotten, I'll show you again:

GERMAN LOVE AND LIKÖR

And the both of us:

GERMAN LOVE AND LIKÖR

She's only been in the US for a couple weeks now. She came here from Liverpool, but she's originally from Manchester.

She used to be my internet stalker, but all that persistence and creepiness really made an impact on me---so I decided that this girl must be good people. I figured I should just be her friend.

I call her Crompy, not Sarah, though, because I already know a Sarah.  I can't keep up with more than one Sarah, especially when there's one working close to me in the same studio.  Jeez.

So, Crompy is here until September. And then she'll unfortunately have to go back home to England. =(

But who knows, I COULD end up really hating her by the end of her stay because sometimes she does things that I just really don't approve of.

Exhibit A:

Today she though it'd be a good idea to put her gummy worms in her iced coffee:

iced coffee with gummy worms.

And THEN she thought it'd be a better idea to drink it:

nasty Sarah C.

You know that I can't handle stuff like that.
(My stomach is already starting to hurt just looking at those photos...)

So, that's Crompy (aka Sarah C.).
She's just like me---but a UK female version.
And she's a good assistant.

Just an annoying person...
We need to work on that.

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P.S.
It's my birthday on July 8th.
That is in one week, okay?
I'll be 24.
(And according to my Texas state ID, I'll be 34.)

That's me on my birthday a couple years ago:

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And that's me later on that night:

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Eh, I thought I'd write about the zoo, but the moment's passed.

I'm feeling strange today.
And the guy at the bodega asked me if I was feeling all right because I look really tired apparently.
I think I got up before I should have---I got plenty of sleep though.

Perhaps the muscle relaxer I took before bed made me want to sleep in this morning. Who knows.
(I took the muscle relaxer because my back has been weird again this week. Not painful, just tight and lots of pressure.)

I watch "Mama's Family" before bed last night.
I forgot how much I missed that show. It's so funny.

If you don't like it, you can fuck yourself.

Lillian G. and Ben J. last night at Lillian's studio:

ben j. and lillian g.

feet

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What I really wanted to write about today is the zoo, BUT I must put that on the back burner right now (at this moment) so that I can tell you about my good friends' (Max and Sarah of RuffeoHeartsLilSnotty) achievement:

They've been chosen as Fred Flare's Next Big Thing!

RuffeoHeartsLil'Snotty (Fred Flare's Next Big Thing!)

(Read the interview here.)

Basically each year, Fred Flare asks designers from all over the world to submit an item that Fred Flare then decides whether or not it's worthy of being the Next Big Thing.  So, Sarah and Max submitted their nekkin' brace to Fred Flare and it was chosen! Being a Next Big Thing finalist is really good and awesome because of the exposure to potential customers and wholesalers and such.

On July 2nd, you'll be able to vote for your favorite designer from the 27 Next Big Thing finalists. The winner gets a thousand bucks. Holler.

So, you should totally do that. I'm going to.

And I'll remind you, too.

(I'm the one who urged Sarah to apply to this because I was going to apply, too. But I forgot about applying because I had a house guest. And I was having an issue with someone. So, my mind was occupied. And I didn't remember until the day after the applications were due.)

I'm so dumb.

But I'm also very proud and happy for Max and Sarah.
They're awesome people. And very talented. 

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In other news, these two videos really messed with my mind when I watched them this morning:

I Want a Monster to Be My Friend (banned Sesame Street)

because this puppet looks like a singing penis

and

Goldfrapp - A&E

because stuff like that really effs with me. So creepy!

It reminds me of you-know-what...

mud people

c

P.S.
No, I don't listen to Goldfrapp.  I just watched the video.

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SELF PORTRAIT THURSDAY!
6.26.08

Sorry it's been awhile.
I've just been busy and preoccupied.
And that's the truth.

SELF PORTRAIT THURSDAY 6.26.08

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Today I was walking to the grocery store to go buy some stuff for lunch and I saw a mother and her ducklings in the water looking for food to eat. At first I thought it was really cute because I'd never really seen a mother and her ducklings together like that except for things like the zoo or in photos...

mother and ducklings

mother duck

But then as I was shooting the photos I realized that the ducks were swimming in trash and cigarette butts and stuff. So sad---especially because I have a sore spot for cute things like that. But this scene just sorta brings you back to reality.

The reality being that New York is a polluted place, I guess.

This last photo is kinda cute, though:

mother and her ducklings

The trash isn't as noticeable.

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