i need new clothes, i need somewhere to stay

(also, hi. hello. i know, it’s been a while. i’m sorry.)

But as an update, this song has been on heavy, heavy rotation:

I’ve been writing a lot of creative stuff for my creative writing class (imagine that!). I might  put some of the really good stuff on here.

Quick plan to make books cool again

“We need to make books cool again. If you go home with somebody and they don’t have books, don’t fuck them.” –John Waters

rusty cage

I have serious, long lasting eye issues.
I’m moving tomorrow.
But next weekend, I get to see this little human:

So there’s at least that.

feminism! fashions! mayhem!

Hey, I started writing for a blog called FemThreads.

It’s a blog about feminism and fashion. My first article was posted tonight.

Please read and support us!

http://femthreads.com

hang on to your ego

If you’ve read my blog at all this summer, you know I work at a zoo. I’m writing this to implore you to not be an idiot when you yourself find yourself at a zoo for a fun filled day of animals.

(Everything I’m writing about here is related to something I’ve seen/heard/dealt with personally.)

(Also, I don’t actually say these things, but I really, really want to/wish I could.)

I don’t care that you own ball pythons (or pygmy goats/skinks/bearded dragons/ etc etc). That doesn’t mean you get to hold this one.

When I say it’s an animal safety issue. I mean what you’re doing can/will hurt the animal. So stop!

Throwing coins at a 650 pound reptile isn’t going to make it move. It’s going to make it go further underwater. And those coins stay on his back for days. And he’s an alligator; no one is going to jump in there to just grab a quarter off of his head. So stop throwing coins (read: stop being an asshole.)

Don’t put your hand in the penguin exhibit. On the other hand, go ahead. You’re going to lose blood if you keep your hand in there. So by all means, go for it.

Oh you said you brought crackers to feed the animals? No. Never. Every single animal has it’s own special diet that is regulated by its own special keeper. I guarantee that crackers are not in any one of them. Also, you’d probably get your finger chewed on.

I know you think you’re being hilarious, but I’ve heard that one before, and do you know how I know you’re lying when you say you’re smuggling a chimp out of the zoo? You would not be standing. It would have beaten you senseless before you got anywhere near the exit.

Don’t ask how to get the animals to come over here. They’re wild animals. They do what they want.

If an animal isn’t on exhibit that day, that probably means it’s sick, so don’t complain. Again, it’s an animal safety thing.

OKAY. I think that’s it. Really, I’m nice. Be nice to me and the animals and I will do the best I can to make sure your time at the zoo is amazing.

everything is illuminated

My favorite part of my favorite book: Everything is Illuminated by Jonathan Safran Foer p. 202

“ART

Art is that thing to do only with itself – the product of a successful attempt to make a work of art. Unfortunately, there are no examples of art, nor good reasons to think that it will ever exist. (Everything that has been made has been made with a purpose, everything with an end that exists outside that thing, i.e. I want to sell this, or I want this to make me famous and loved, or I want this to make me whole, or worse, I want this to make others whole.) And yet we continue to write, paint, sculpt and compose. Is this foolish of us?”

[note: There is a motion picture version of this book. Only bother with it if you're going to read the book first and realize that only one third of it will be put into the movie and that this will infuriate you.]

black eyed dog

Summer Music Musts:
Animal Collective: “Merriweather Post Pavillion”

Beach Boys: “Pet Sounds”

She & Him: “Volume Two”

Nick Drake: “Pink Moon”

Wilco: “Summerteeth”

Summer TV Musts:
True Blood (HBO)

Burn Notice (USA)

Summer Activity Musts:
Lake Michigan or other Great Lakes

The Zoo (I accept my obvious bias)

Road Trip

Read a fantasy novel

Going to see a summer blockbuster on opening night

i don’t wanna think anymore. i left my head and my heart on the dance floor.

I’m having one of those days where it just seems like my friends are dwindling.
And it hurts.
And it sucks.

queeries

All summer long there’s going to be an LGBT movie series at Wealthy Street Theatre.

I went to one on Friday and saw an absolute gem of a movie. Hilarious and heartbreaking at times, if you haven’t seen this movie, go do it!

summertime clothes

This song always makes me feel like the summertime.