we're in critical folklore studies. starving
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Monday, March 1, 2010
Monday, February 8, 2010
please cum
Joe says I don't contribute anything
so here,
Wednesday is the opening for GREENING THE VALLEY : SUSTAINABLE ARCHITECTURE IN THE PIONEER VALLEY @ the University Gallery
I'll be working too
-L
Loretta and Eva asked him to photograph the event:
so here,
Wednesday is the opening for GREENING THE VALLEY : SUSTAINABLE ARCHITECTURE IN THE PIONEER VALLEY @ the University Gallery
I'll be working too
-L
Loretta and Eva asked him to photograph the event:
July Flame - Laura Veirs
Warm up to Laura Veirs (if you hadn’t already), an ex-punk rocker that’s latest effort, “July Flame” is a full collection of carefully crafted folk. Try with all your might to listen to all its lovely components – not just that voice. Hushed details of beauty lie within the quiet guitar pickings, horn arrangements and vocal congruences (with the help of My Morning Jacket’s Jim James) from beginning to end. Her eloquent approach to song-writing is something to appreciate too.
Gems: “When You Give Your Heart,” “July Flame”
Keith Haring
PS This Valentines Day, she is coming to Northampton's Iron Horse. Who wants to be my date? Lisa will be back in Boston with her family for Chinese New Year.
- J
- J
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Weekend 3
The third weekend back at UMass definitely wasn't as good as last weekend's Jersey Shore, which we failed to describe to you. We thought the pictures would show it all, and by god, I think we did alright. It looked like what we shot: tight tank tops, bronzer, cleavage, high heels, do I need to continue?
I was a bit had this weekend as far as going out was concerned. I need to face it, I'm not in South America anymore. I just went over to Nate's friend's house on Friday and she wouldn't let Lisa and I play Belle and Sebastian's 'Funny Little Frog' on her music player. Her reasoning was nonsense and so ass backwards, I don't know where to begin.
This past week Lisa and I met with an advisor to study somewhere else, specifically in the US. I already went abroad last semester and I worry that a program outside the country will not allow me to take the classes I need to graduate. I'm thinking Puerto Rico, optimally, San Juan. I can continue to practice Spanish and be somewhere totally separate as far as Massachusetts is concerned. I am sick of meeting people just like me. You know what I mean?
Lisa wants Portland. She went to a radio conference there in HS and really fell in love with it. And a good friend of hers lived in the city for a few months said the locals are friendlier and less pretentious than in NYC and Boston.
-J
I was a bit had this weekend as far as going out was concerned. I need to face it, I'm not in South America anymore. I just went over to Nate's friend's house on Friday and she wouldn't let Lisa and I play Belle and Sebastian's 'Funny Little Frog' on her music player. Her reasoning was nonsense and so ass backwards, I don't know where to begin.
Sun bathing with sun tan oil and a cigarette in hand (god willing)
Fresh Northwest air!!!
-J
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Friday, January 22, 2010
SMELL MY FINGERS
Here we are sitting up in our room. While daddy (our third roommate) showers, we are just waiting around for some people to show up. The other night we sat over at my boyfriend's apartment and made an "Event" on facebook. I woke up the next morning regretting it because every event I have ever been invited to in the past has had a guest list of over 50. We designed it to be a teenie-tiny get together, but we accidentally left the option open to have our guest invite their friends.
Almost went to the gym today, but used my congested nose and head as an excuse not to go. I'm a sad case. Didn't even have classes today. Am I becoming the definition of a "public?" Somebody whip me into shape, please.
Until I get whipped into a shape I am proud of, I will continue to drink Mr. Rossi because he and I both know...it has been a long tiimee.
-J
Almost went to the gym today, but used my congested nose and head as an excuse not to go. I'm a sad case. Didn't even have classes today. Am I becoming the definition of a "public?" Somebody whip me into shape, please.
Until I get whipped into a shape I am proud of, I will continue to drink Mr. Rossi because he and I both know...it has been a long tiimee.
-J
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