I'm here to mix the nuns

I realized that if I do not attempt to write it down now, I will save it and then I end up with these long entries that jump around, not making any sense.But do they ever? I've also given up on trying to be cool and post pictures or figure out the links section.I just don't get it, I never have.
Listening to M.Ward wishing I lived in Portland so I could go to his show and swoon over his dreamy lyrics. Please buy all his albums and then we could call each other and sing over the phone....
a voice at the end of the line....le sigh
The count down begins till the holiday a much needed holiday with no one around and drinks with those umbrellas and snorkeling.Are you jealous or happy for me?

To prepare my mind and body for what is shaping up to be a long 5 months of photos and exhibitions and trying to figure out this thing called life. I have vowed to give up a few vices

• sugar
• coffee or at least cut down from 5 cups to 1 cup of joe
• spending money on gadgets I use once ,then give up on cause they beep too much.

of course all this starts this week right when 6 boxes of girlscout cookies arrive.I start it all with a fast, I see all your eyes rolling even my own.Must be done, a good ald fashioned detox of all that sugar, meat and bad stuff clinging inside....oh grumpy days ahead.

Mom makes surprise visit in three weeks, she didn't think I would find out.It's not a surprise anymore.Yet another reason for that Holiday, one day with my mom.I worry too much about her.Horrific thought, what if one day she stumbled across this site and read this.She would so drive here and give me a good smack ,then she would tell me how awful I am and that I am a horrible daughter..which I am probably, she's convinced me of that,30 years old and still scared of my mom's venom tongue..geez!

All the coolest people sew, why can't I be cool.

Here is my question or thought or ramble.I got this email from a "new friend" not someone I know too well but we have a good email relationship as she lives far away.Anyway she ended it with saying , injest I am sure.

"I'm starting to like you, despite myself"

Now here is my thought on this comment.I am a paranoid person by nature I think.The thought that I instantly couldn't be liked by someone plagues me as I try hard to be friendly, sometimes too friendly and it's overkill..so although I am sure this was done in a funny way.I suddenly thought in a very Woody Allen way,"oh my god what did I do , did I say anything that might have offended her before,why is she just realizing I'm a good person too be friends with, am I that bad, did I sound to pretentious, do I annoy her, did I email too many times, am I too demanding,are my emails striking a tone, cause sometimes I joke and no one understands it's a joke and then I end up crossing lines.." and so on that was my thinking all whilst my hands are flapping about and I tap my foot at a rapid speed...all from one line..another horrific thought , what if she reads this and finds out just how neurotic I am..

I'm excited about seeing James Welling's images at regen projects this weekend, unless of course I go camping.

I'm trying to convince my friends that there is more to photographs then "just a bunch of pictures" and that there is more to them.what is it with people who just can not except that there are other forms of art besides paint.

Day was ruined upon discovering Nicole Kidman would be playing Diane Arbus in a movie..I would comment more on this but the shock of it is causing me to beat my head against the wall screaming no no no!

speaking of arbus, I just purchased from the gallery.Please arrive soon.

time to escape the velvet prison.