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Writer. Researcher. Observer. Aspiring minimalist. Photographer. Music collector. Social Drinker. Sex enthusiast. Urban. Queer. Accepting. Public Transportation.
Spring and Autumn Memoir
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Listening: these cars outside. it’s not raining yet but I swear the cars outside are giving me the perfect prelude for what’s to come.
Reading: this life membership listing for work. Yes I’m working from home when I really should be laying with my back on the floor and my barefeet aimed towards the chandelier of the great room, giggling uncontrollably at how amazing and incredible i am and how feeble and idiotic they are. either way - they’d still be in my fucking house after 5p.
Doing: i’m watching the hunger games. i love the first half of the hunger games - like - right before they begin fighting. there’s something about District 12 coming out in flames and then Steve Reich playing in the background as each tribute runs for their ammunition. give. me. life.
Speaking of Steve Reich (and please say nothing about my “caps, caps here - no caps there” inconsistent capitalization methods) I was watching the best of Chris Farley SNL this weekend on Netflix and realized that during his commercial sketch for Hibernol, Music for 18 Musicians is playing in the background. It was probably the most amazing part of my watching. Now every time I hear Section II I’m going to see him fighting off a cold.
Eating: Chicken. florentine. spinach. thing. out of a frozen bag. haven’t eaten all day. lucky i didn’t get another meat lovers pizza.
Drinking: Ginless Sierra Mist.
Wearing: just a t-shirt. oh and dress socks. how even is….
Feeling: hopeless. depression trying to settle but too busy with work to give it room.
Weather: Cloudy 68°F with pending rain.
Wanting: the opposite of what I’m currently feeling.
Needing: tongue. right. there.
Thinking: I really need to figure out what’s about to happen with this here life of mine. I’m no longer in my 20s. I can’t just live day-in; day-out - hoping for everything to fall into place. I need to have a map and a goal. My current map seems to be as effective as a local bus schedule.
Enjoying: everything I’m listening to currently. that is it. ONLY what i’m listening to.
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I said I needed to post something - so here’s something….
Listening: My Climb playlist - based off of “Climb” by Mos Def. This has to be some of the smoothest hip hop ever.
Reading: Re-reading Shackling Waters by Adam Mansbach. It deserves it.
Doing: Going over my expenses for just one day and preparing myself for this weekend adventure.
Eating: Garbage. A ton of garbage. Otherwise a chipotle chicken sandwich from Burger King.
Drinking: approximately 32 ounces of water. I’ve been drinking soda all day and my face is glowing with evidence. It doesn’t help that I’m due for a visit to the hairdresser.
Wearing: that white thermal with the hole that looks like a stain because it’s not quite a hole yet. And those extra thick comfy black sweatpants that has too much keychain in it.
Feeling: almost completely overwhelmed. I’m overthinking. A little tired. Distracted - but only by things I ought be distracted by.
Weather: Parly cloudy skies. Clear mostly. 50°F and the window fan is spinning steady.
Wanting: My passion back. For everything. I hope this excursion helps with that. I need it bad.
Needing: To revisit my goals created earlier this year. I swear the amount of money I spent in the past month got me questioning the hypocrisy associated with this “minimalist” lifestyle of mine. (file under: call Tyra-Girl)
Thinking: Can I do something right while at work? Will they call me when I’m gone? How long will I sleep? Why does my calendar say “Nothingness” and I’ve been doing - “everything”. My fashion sense. My perception and regard to sex.
Enjoying: My clean clothes. My evening.
There are some things that are needed. Because there are some things that are wanted….
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someone ought make me beautiful.
finely manicured nails ought be bitten whilst bored
some[no]one ought give a little shit about my ramblings
also - you should tell me what you see when you look deep into my eyes.
that way I can tell whether or not you bullshitting me…
and vice versa.
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nuzzled right up next to me, took my arms and wrapped them around itself, and told me to put on a movie.
-_-
I can’t figure out how to make it go away.
WARNING: I haz drunk
eat. ass. face.
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I threw away my earth shoes today. And two towels.
Girl…..
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*examines sleep nestled in the crow’s feet*
it’s a short week. I have to make the best of it.
a fucking hurricane:
how’s your hurricane day? i hope as sunny as mine
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If you’re reading this, you’re delicious. And I wanna watch you melt like orangecicle on maw’fucking August salmonella free countertops. Give it to me daddy.
none of them know that i operate for them because i’m crushing on them. none of them. (giggle) when they mention vaginas I give them my sternest Lady Tremaine.
then i get my shit together.
it’s deliciously cold.
I have entirely too much energy.
I’m totally over Apple’s latest update. It’s like comparing a 2005 Scion TC with a 2006 Scion TC. Oh the magical differences! (not)

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in other news, tomorrow is my Friday
also my mother’s birthday.
i need something sweet.
:qws:
I intentionally took a Tuesday off to do absolutely nothing…
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