This Next One's For You. &, Yes. It is a Fuck You Song.

I don't know if the time indicator is accurate on this here blog, but please let me describe the particular circumstances under which my tiny, frozen fingers type: It's a brisk 37 degrees F according to the results of Googleing 'weather right now gainesvile fl'. It's 6:05 am. I'm at Deja Brew. I'm about 3/4 of the way done with a midterm paper who I began working on at appx 8pm. (Yes, 'who'. I've spent so much time on this piece, it's more like a stubborn child who will not fucking grow up already than a term paper). My nipples are so hard, the only appropriate use for them at this bitter moment in time would be to cut glass. Save the diamonds, people, please. I have a nipple. I also have a spare, jic.
I'm actually feeling great, though. The coffee girl just started dating a friend of mine and is successfully getting in with me by attentively refilling my coffee cup.
I absolutely should not be sharing any of this with you. I'm not finished. I'm not really close to it. And my nips will not leave me alone. It's painful


--Mosephine cannot get over this nip thing. Ow.

& Wait. There's More.

To Name a Few

Alright. So I know I haven't been the best with updating the goings on of my life, so here is a photo blog entry of a what's-been-going-on visual.

Everyone Is Entitled To My Opinion

If necessity is the mother of invention or whatever, then procrastination is the surrogate. It's all very Baby Mama. And don't fool yourself for a second that I'm the only one who is only able to spew out precious creativity at the least appropriate times.

And another thing: whatever ana coined the phrase, "Nothing tastes as good as being thin feels" is a damned ass liar because I just had the best pasta salad of my life. 2nd St. Bakery. Need I say more?

The other day at Volta, Little Bright Bright and I pondered over one of our favorite activities:creating names for hypothetical businesses. Being as it were, us at a coffee shop, my mind instantly began planning a no doubt more successful version. I had heard of Les Beans and am pissed I didn't think of it first. Then I decided on From the Grounds Up. It'd probably be set up in San Fran and have a killer color scheme and house all the greatest thinkers of our time, mainly Michelle Tea. Little Bright Bright (LBB) came up with Latte Da and The Whole Enchilatte - Coffee, Burritos & more. Brilliant. These ideas are all patent pending, so don't try any smart stuff.



-Mosephine also wonders where all the cowboys have gone.