Week 3 = Today.

My biffy Brittany came to visit me the past 2 days. It was a lovely break from shitshow life, we went to Coney Island, went on rides, ate tons of greasy food, and got t-shirts made. Also ate really yummyyummy veg food- I have a new hot spot. No telling!

But Today was a Good day.

I met tonight with Luis who I just shot with last week to view my prints from the shoot. Incredible photos. I am so pleased. I can not wait to add them to my portfolio. He gave me one of the best compliments tonight that I have ever received. I was sitting waiting in Starbucks, with a tank top which I got stains all over from work earlier, my hair curly, dirty, and tied back with a headband thrown in there. No make-up..in fact, a pimple on my right cheek that I can see out of the bottom of my eye which is very annoying and distracting. Nonetheless, sitting there, greasy and exhausted- Luis walks in, sits down and says "You look like a mess- but so unbelievably beautiful"

I have yoga tomorrow morning and then I am going to travel to see my parents.

My new place (esp. bedroom) is still in boxes.

I saw my blonde one twice this week- it was really nice. Nice, nice, nice


Tonight I got notified that my voicemails from David would be deleted- was asked whether I wanted to resave or delete permanently.
And I was thinking, that'd be real cool if relationships worked like voicemails. And I had a choice like that.
I just, miss him.

Right now, I'm really feeling Madonna '90-'94