Apple cider vinegar wart is throbbing.

I am too busy.
And too stressed.

I work too much.

Tomorrow I'm going to be lazy, get clothes, sleep in, sip coffee, and make cookies.

I promise I am not ignoring you. My phone isn't sick anymore.

I love my life in this house.
I love not working at Old Navy.
I miss you.

I also miss kisses.

Oh, Inspiration Academy.
I'm cold. But I'm smiling.

I don't know if you have ever lived with an Eric Sullivan. It is so choice. If you have the means, I highly recommend picking one up.

Also this morning Jackson says to me "Caiti Holle, what is your greatest dream? I have every intention of fulfilling it today."

He couldn't, but he complimented it and gave me a hug.

May or may not be fired tomorrow. I'm surprisingly calm about it. Cause I hate my job.
And with the next paycheck I have at least two months rent.
Hopefully I can talk my way out of it though. I can be pretty charming.

Show tonight. I might go. Actually I will. Because sitting around all day is dumb.

My plan to not hide today did not go successfully.

I'm not sure how to approach this.

I just wrote a long post including information about my grumpy mood this week as well as a to-do list for the upcoming week.

I deleted it.


Basically, I need to get out more.
I love you. I'm sorry you're being neglected, I've been grumpy anyway.
We'll get together tomorrow.


Bellocq - Her shape is familiar.
I wish I was "hip-y"

Production meeting tonight. It went really fucking well.

Productivity here I come.
Real upset there is no Malcolm, Raychel, or Katie Y.

Got to Mom's and she cracked the Glenmorangie. That bottle of scotch is older then my little brother and holy shit it's good.


Thinking about going to Lauren's B-day party tonight. Also thinking about being a reclusive brat.

My phone is not receiving all text/voicemail messages. I apologize for more than usual flakiness.

More and more in love. Dumb.

I poorly painted the nails on my left hand black. I have actively not painted my nails since I was 16. I like it, who wants to do my right hand?

I am almost done being sick. Just a little stuffy, a cough when I laugh, and a bed time headache. It's like I'm on top of the world. Maybe I will start being active now that it's fall again.

I need a winter coat. And pants.
Also company. Someone who will go out in the grey to shows with me. Also force me out of the house, cause I feel the homebody coming on.

I was writing in my diary the other day. When I first got it, flipped to the middle and wrote "are you where you want to be" Written shortly after sleeping with Alex fell apart.
I wish I had stumbled on that page next month, this month is a little stagnant. Poor and houseless doesn't make as interesting a journal entry as I was hoping.

I miss you.

Sorry I am so sick.
I've got the cough syrup giggles and have gone all stir crazy.

Let's get together in a couple days, I should be better then.
<3 Caiti

Caiti: What are your plans for the rest of the day?
Lawson: homework, hanging out and cooking dinner for the house with annie choi, hanging out after that
what about you??
Caiti: laying around wallowing in self pity and snot.
It's what I've been doing for the past few nights anyhow.
Lawson: baby girl
you need to fix yourself
Caiti: I stooped to the pharmaceutical level and have been chugging Theraflu, and it kind of helps. But mostly just makes me sleepy.
I've got today and tomorrow off though.
Lawson: keep on chuggin lil lady
Caiti: What I really need is some damn soup.
Lawson: mmm
winter squash soup solves just about everything
Caiti: I believe it
Lawson: too many factors are playing into me not wanting to do homework or go to class
the arcade fire on a cloudy day
being the first one
when I leave for europe, a tape with "neon bible" and "funeral" is certainly coming with me
Caiti: Haha.
I like that band. A lot.
Lawson: I do too, I'm glad I got over that "fuck arcade fire" phase
Caiti: Serious. You're just a fun hater.
Lawson: Not any more, I swear!
Caiti: I'm trying to be less of a fun hater.
I gotta leave the house more and get a bike though to really commit.
Lawson:
A) stop being sick
move into IA
haha
Caiti: haha
Lawson: that was supposed to be a B )
Caiti: I know
Caiti: I'm laughing really hard about it
actually coughing.
Lawson: ha
Caiti: Well sound like both A and Cool Face should be taken care of by the end of the month.
Lawson: hahaha
ugh hellish homework to do
I will talk to you later
stop being sick
Caiti: Working on it.
Talk to you later

Lawson: hahaha

This is what dying feels like.

I woke up sick. I'm home for my hour so I can sleep and drink tea.

Who wants to make me garlic-y soup?
I'll watch The Dark Crystal with you...

Might watch movies all day in my pajamas tomorrow.

"Don't be mad once you see that he want it If you like it then you shoulda put a ring on it. -- Beyonce Knowles, lyric poet of the late American Empire.

Foolish woman! Have no pride about a ring. -- Sappho, lyric poet of Lesbos (AKA, Greek spice)"

Alex: I just met someone with your same name and hair.
Me: This is dumb. Come home.
Alex: Nah, not dumb... Move in with me... I'm at a vegan metal bar
Me: Are you sure you're not just in heaven?!
Alex: Way more tits than heaven
Me: My version of heaven is full of boobs.
Alex: Gaaaaaay!


I'm going to move into I.A. on the 1st. I like this. It makes me warm and fuzzy and my cheeks flush red.

I made Mom some sweet potato-black bean-peanut soup today because she's having a bad week. She was excited.

Tomorrow night/Friday morning I'm driving Sarah to SeaTac so she can go to Vegas. Who wants to ride with me.

I keep meeting people there, people who live there, used to live there, didn't use to live there, and falling in love with them.
Amelia, Muffin, Lance.
Then they all decide they need to leave.

But Jackson is back and we are going to play games.
And Cheshire and I are going to watch Degrassi.
And Pony and I are going to steal books.

Nicole might only be in the garage for the next month. It's $80 a month.
Hmmm...

Lawson getting that house may have been the best thing that ever happened.

Sometimes my hair is too clean, so Lawson rubs his head on mine.
It helps.

Things I like:
-Burlesque dancers
-Vaudeville shows
-Elizabeth Lord
-Late night dinners at Le Voyeur
-Being rowdy and laughing too loud with Kate and Asuka
-Toast with EB and nutritional yeast
-Taking hour long baths and listening to This American Life
-Lawson bringing me chocolate cake
-10th cup free sizizis card
-Taking Emmet to get condoms from "Planet Parenthood" and guiding him on how to have a rational sex talk with his mom
-The Drive to Boston Harbor
-I.A.
-Pornography on vinyl
-20 lbs of dumpstered chocolate
-Cleaning the kitchen with Eric
-Eric
-Muffin
-Lawson
-Sleepover invites
-Riding a borrowed bike to work
-Over sized scarves
-Planning Olympia themes care packages
-Couch surfing

*will add more when not running late for work.

I want to grow up and be shaped just like her.