PSA.
I just used Disqus to set up comment pages for this Tumblr. Holla! Now you guys can comment whenever you want.
Sorry for neglecting the Tumblr. My bad. Don't sweat the technique.
God, I can’t believe this was, what, 7/8 years ago? I can’t wait to go back. Next summer, I’ll do it all over again. Shop the pain away.Partook in some retail therapy today. Got a great new oversize grey cardigan and the perfect school bag. Ironic, since I’ll be graduating college less than a month. Whatever. The bag’s a staple and I’ll use it as long as it holds up, which—considering the fact that it’s from Urban Outfitters—is questionable. I’m kind of waiting to be proven wrong. The last time I got really excited about a purchase from UO was when I picked up a Lux blouse worth $68 and the seams began unraveling after the first wear. Never have I ever been more glad to have picked something up on clearance. STILL ON THE LIST OF THINGS I NEED TO BUY:
Oh crap. Graduation robes. Also, tomorrow I’m jumpstarting the apartment and job search again. June can’t find me homeless and penniless. I need some cash money hos and I need it now. I’m exhausted. Good night. Eat fast.
I shot a short film with Arthur last night. I kind of volunteered him for it, but he’s a ham, so he loves it. I actually did camera for it. (Independent women WUT!) The picture above is a still from the shooting. I’m editing it on Friday, so I’ll be sure to put it up here. And on You Tube. And everywhere else. I’m doing everything I possibly can to avoid reading the end of the novel I’m supposed to write a paper on. For instance, I just made a lovely salad with red wine vinegar and olive oil. Would I have been tempted to make a salad had it not been for this paper? Doubtful. Anything and everything.I’m giving in to Tumblr. I’ve been thinking about making a food blog/fashion blog/film blog/funny pictures blog/whatever blog for a while, so I figured this would be the best way to consolidate urrythang, you know what I’m sayin’? (And I added a lot of girls from SS, so don’t be creeped out if I’m “following” you.) I’ve never been prouder of Hunter College’s film department. |
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