12.06.2009

tonight i will go to bed at nine o'clock and read year of the flood.
,
it's not, really, since i have an exam to write in ten days, and a job to work at, but i am pretending it's winter break anyway. because it pretty much is.
flowershop. cat. mughal painting. sunny and cold.
who's really complaining.
for christmas, i wish for a bodum.

12.03.2009

you guys,
i can't stop wearing a turban.

11.30.2009

i've recently realized that not being a teenager anymore means
i start to age.
and of course i've known that a long time, but only now am i starting to experience it.
for instance:
a wrinkle.
for instance:
gum recession
is apparently hereditary, in my family.
(knock on wood
this remains the worst of my inheritance)

11.24.2009

dear winter,
I WANT TO WEAR MY SANDALS.
MAAAAAGGGGH.

11.23.2009

all i want to do these days is listen to loreena mckennitt.
so that's what i'm doing.
loreena mckennitt, to a backdrop
of projects.

11.17.2009

dear universe,
YOU ARE SO FUNNY.
i love it.
love you.
c.

11.09.2009

dear chelsea,
what do you think this is?
a hendricks project?
hi time?
if you're not being serious, i don't want to hear it.
lc.

11.08.2009

dear lorna,
what would you think if my portfolio was written half upside down this year?
would you be okay with that?
i think it would really benefit the project.
hope you're enjoying your reading week.
best,
c.

11.06.2009

yesterday i panicked a little about long-term finances.
yesterday my card was the ace of pentacles.
yesterday i wished for prosperity, and then
literally everything i needed in the world was marched into my house in boxes, for free.

DON'T WORRY, it says.
i've gotcha. for alwayz.
(ok.
i trust you.)

thanks, universe.
thanks, em vee.
love you.

11.03.2009

i learned a lot of things today, one of which being that i am still capable of disappearing four hours of evening after yoga by doing art and making meals and, you know, living.
sorry, school. this is the truth of the situation. and i know. it's sad. for you.

11.02.2009

hi chelsea.
just thot i'd remind you that the semester is two thirds over and it's winter now.
give me a call back when you get a chance; we have some things to discuss.
love,
the universe.

10.24.2009

message from the universe:
how best to prepare for winter:
catch a common cold.
(get some rest, chelsea)

this is what a sick cat has for dinner:
five mugs of tea
four fingers of ginger
three cloves of garlic
two leaves of steamed kale
one salmon filet

cat would like to go to sleep but cat is not sleeping.
cat will try to edit workshop poems in bed, in stead
but i don't know. it's a slow go.
(thanks, m. dar none
for nothing)

10.23.2009

ok chels.
fuck.
start preparing for winter.

nostalgia for your sandals is of no use at this particular moment.

10.20.2009

bye, midterms.
bye.

in other news,
apparently i don't eat dinner anymore?
o well?

10.19.2009

superego says:
see, chels?
going to class isn't so bad.
now you can go downtown and buy prayer flags and go see gian and then come home and do your homework and not feel guilty about hendricks.
feels good, right?
id says:
ya. i know. you're right.