Thought that I could organise freedom, how scandinavian of me. You sussed it out, didn't you?

he moved stuff out today. its the first muggy day this year, there was the first tornado watch. i cant stop listening to bjork. i cant help but think my cat oz loves this weather, maybe because he is grey, or because it makes his eyes look so green, or because he is so sinister, or because im fucking crazy. i dont have any good insight on anything today, but ive got a lot of great shoes <<<< that is what the majority of carrie bradshaw's articles would write like if she were a real woman.

Things I didnt do Today:
shower
make the bed
make breakfast
do the dishes
take out the trash
clean the cat box
go to work
sweep
pay bills
sort out student loan information
sort out student visa information


Things I did Today:
pouted in bed until 2pm
wore a brown jacket with black shoes out
went to baby powder my hair and was out of baby powder
used baking soda on hair instead...
had a smoke
spent the last of my money on a delicious sandwich
mocked a mean guy behind his back
obsessively checked the weather report
listened to bjork
picked up last nights beer bottles
unstuck gum from the wood floors

Your mother got scared and locked the door. You were only four, but lord you remember it. So now you're scared of love, I'm here to tell you loves not some fucking blood on the receiver.

Free Writtin' on the bus:

So cold, so FUCKING COLD/FUCK/FUCK/FUCK! Stop Writing! Yo hands be freazin!
Sittin at the bus stop for michigan works//people give you shitty looks.

when ya dont have a cleanex...its ok to use a sock you found in your purse.

what was the name of that fuzzy green eastern market cheese??

miss you detroit.

detroit=beautiful/shaped my garndparents/shaped my parents=me.

got my yooper grandma and my detroit grandma/guess which one says shit more.

grandaughter of a cop = bad fucking karma 4 life.

jailbird daddy + prison punk uncle = bitch face

when shit was goin down---grandaddy skipped outta town on his bike goin south, bought himself a new lady and a biker bar with his heart and his liver.

mom and dad ran off to portland without the kids, ditch 'em with a friend, come back and do it all over again.

ice + van > cop car.

ma said: every girl wants to be with a pirate but no girl wants to live on a pirate ship///ma made me want my own pirate ship.

//only pussys sell their mopeds//

so many poor kids that went off to private colleges, we fucked up. it didnt make no difference----until 6 months after dropping out.

class traitors make the best lovers, they're always trying.

i dont belong in west michigan////the dangers of a beautiful campus

cricket shakes made me fat, and then i had a love affair with the city/////////////////
/////but all love affairs die

seeing the skyline without the wires, please and thank you.

punk chick running for the bus. its ok grrrl! catch yo breath! but youre so cute when youre flushed.

liquor store boys said they felt bad for enabling me---i said its wednesday.

free packa vagina slimes for e'rbody.

ear gauged cutie, you fixed my van, then you broke my <3. ////$$$$

Laura, can't you give me some time, I got to give myself one more chance. To be the man that I know I am.

it is epically cloudy and windy as all get out today, this weather just screams great lakes and the end of winter. i am a total lake enthusiast. i cant imagine not growing up near one. my memories are full of catching frogs and turtles just to make a new friend for the day, and then being taught to throw them back to the wild because they will be happier there, and not eating the baby fishies who never had a chance. lake culture is really cool that way, lakes have such an obvious and yet complex ecosystem that it really is a good teacher in respecting nature. you cant look at lake michigan during sunrise or sunset and not fall in love with the lake. and i know that sounds like the corniest thing in the entire world, and im still not afraid to say it because it's an undeniable truth. i love my cities and sprawling metropolis wasteland that i have forced myself to think of as beautiful, but i will always need to be able to escape from that. today my city looked beautiful though, even shrouded in clouds.  i had the rare opportunity to walk around during a weekday today. which is great if you ever get to do that, i saw some punk teenagers hanging out outside my local coffee place and a mom pushing her kids in a two seater stroller that looked right out of the 80's. i saw corporate asshole looking busy and i saw hip kids trying to look poor smoking nice cigarettes and poor kids looking hip sharing cigarettes. i saw a bum, a lot of bank security and cop trying to be sneaky, i saw trash swirling in the wind outside a fancy resteraunt. i want to remember it that way always. im waking up earlier again, im sitting outside more, im positive.