My mom once asked Lia why she wouldn't get a tattoo, and Lia just went "too much self-loathing." That's pretty much exactly how I feel about publishing my writing. Sooo -- I am going to reactive this blog, but primarily for photo-sharing.
I took an impromptu trip to Philly at 2 am on Sunday night. Danielle still had her parents' SUV with her because she had just returned from a several month road trip, and while her partner Cole was driving us around the rear view mirror popped off the roof of the car.
We looked in the back seat for something to stick it up with, but all we could find were some USB cables. Danielle managed to make a kind of hammock for the mirror between the two sun visors so that Cole could adjust his view by moving the visors.
It was quite funny and backwards, using these advanced USB cables for ersatz rope. Also probably illegal.
Danielle and Cole, nesting/house-shopping like a heteronormative couple.
We were feeling lethargic, so Danielle suggested we make a shrine to Eva's cat.
We also raided some of the Haverford basements before I left. As Danielle put it, a liberal arts college is the perfect environment for producing useful waste: it's like a mecca for dumpster divers. You've got all these privileged teenagers, who haven't had much experience with money and are constantly in transition between home and school, gathered together in one institution.
Carlos is gonna kill me. This is Carlos sleeping next to Veronica's stuffed monkey, Hoo Hoo.
More to come.
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