Currently I am working on

a curriculum

for hula hoop workshops

that I will be teaching

at Roanoke's GOfest

http://www.roanokegofest.com/page/show/340301-home

I finally managed to do a headstand
without knocking stuff over
or flipping over

Oh here is a picture of my newest piercing

For the sake of Pete

First: listen to this song. You will know what mood I am in.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2-b6d2E0wOQ

A lot has happened in the past two weeks.
Every night I go to sleep and wake up an hour later thinking I am dead.
And, no, that is not an exaggeration.

I just got back from visiting my boyfriend on Virginia's coast.
I got drunk.
Despite being advised not to drink.
I'm just so reckless.

Oh. I also got a vertical labret piercing.
Pics later.
When I am not all disgusting looking
and getting ready for work.

I got a speeding ticket this morning.
I went to visit my aunt* in Charlottesville
and left this morning.
She talked my ear off,
which would have made me kind of late to my appointment
with my therapist here in Roanoke.
When the cop pulled me over outside of Staunton,
[I was doing 10 over]
I told him I was late for my doctors appointment in Roanoke.
And I cried.
And then I got a ticket.

And then I cried the rest of the way to Roanoke.
For all of the reasons in the world.
Because I am an over-privileged white girl.
Because I was crying over a speeding ticket.
Because I have friends who can talk their way out of tickets.
Because I was speeding because I was late to talk about how crazy I may be.
Because I was trying to blame my aunt for my mistake.
Because it wasn't really a mistake. 10 over isn't that fast.
Because, because, because.
Fuck it.



*my "aunt" is actually my aunt's best friend. My sister and I kind of adopted her. She adopted us. After the unfortunate and tragic death of my dear aunt.

I really need some new lingerie
Like, it doesn't even fit over my boobs right
It is like it was made for someone with an extra wide rib cage
Or awkwardly spaced boobs.
BOOBS.

IT'S FRIDAY

And I am at home taking pictures of my awkward lingerie

And drinking wine and smoking weed
And messing around on photoshop

This is Todd*
He doesn't like having his picture taken
He thinks the government cares
About what he is doing with his boring life
So he doesn't like having his picture taken

Relaxing night at home
Wine, chocolate, bubble bath
And random white shit smeared over half my face

I shall be painting for the rest of the evening

Fire-Earth-goddess giving birth to our demented Earth

Goodnight, my loves.

XOXO

Thursday night

I think I am going to poke some smot
And make bracelets
And hula hoops

And watch Orange is the New Black
Because I am addicted
And curious about what it would be like for me in prison

Tuesday.
What can I say about Tuesday.
Oh you know.
Just a little bit of kitchen yoga.
And making some hula hoops
For Old Salem Days.




I'm really bad at blogging
But I'm going to give it another go
Because I like blogs
And I like to journal
And I sometimes even like sharing my journal.


I also am fond of really bad drawings.
Here you go!

Have a Happy Tuesday!