Petite Mort

This past week I've:
-met an Alaskan fisherman with a blue mohawk at a Gogol bordello Concert, where Eugene signed my scalp. Said blue boy and I are still in contact.
-Gone to a GLBT club, invited to an adult one. Kinda sketchy sounding, don't think I'll go.
-Spoken to my new best internet friend on the phone for the first time.
-Met Dina Titus at the Habitat for Humanity building
-Gone to a Chinese Ballet
-Performed with Colonel Bourgeois of the President's Own Marine Band (he's conducted for 9 presidents!)
-Realized I miss everyone.
-Decided to start my life in Chicago.
-Denied an invitation to go to Fashion School.
-Mended with a close friend.
-Gone Vegetarian
-Eaten too many sweets
-Screwed up with my vegetarianism
-Had my G'ment teacher call me a bitch, me flip him off, then proceed to bust into laughter together
-Decided to disenroll from Vancouver Film School.
- Realized I'm finally representing myself.
-Started teaching myself Piano.
- I will approach my own greatness with confidence.
-Decided to be homeless for a day for my project
-Found a focus for my portfolio, addictions/stimulants
-Wanted a shiba dog.
-Been asked to teach oboe lessons.
-wanted a snake.
-wanted a room of my own.
-Joined film club.
-loved abundantly.
-played French Horn for the first time.
-smiled.
-had my head rubbed into the triple digit amounts.
-Never quit.



I think Cait and Jer will especially enjoy this :D