I miss this place
for quite awhile there I was a happy little digital poacher– siphoning wireless access off my neighbors without paying a dime– kind of lame, I know, but I saw myself as a mostly benign parasite. and then a couple weeks back, quite suddenly, both of the connections I'd been so blithely and habitually using simply vanished– and there I was, cast adrift, disconnected from my wee online world, from vox, from my mornings and middles of the night lying in bed tip-tap-typing away random noodlings into this space. kaput. well, truth is, now I AM actually managing to sit my distractable self down at the art-play table and make some stuff, some little boxes and whatnot. but I miss this here. I miss you all. I miss feeling connected.
xo.
weekend at the swap-o-rama!
off at the crack of dawn to alsip to unload some cable ties with chris's dad…
where you can get anything you want…
a real slice of americana. I almost, but didn't quite, buy any number of not-entirely-necessary items, from knockoff designer sunglasses to a commercial vacuum cleaner. mostly it was just fun being a gawker and enjoying the beautiful spring sunshine.
mobile phone evolution
people are gross
seen in the target parking lot upon stepping out of the vehicle.
hello
smashy
oh no you dittint
girl A: I just don't see what she sees in him. I think she deserves better.
girl B: well, I'd rather sleep with him than your boyfriend.
chicago running around
not a great day for cars in the city. in fact I kind of had a mini-premonition, walking up the street from chris's apartment in the morning– a flash in my mind's eye of my parked car broken into– rounding the corner, turned out to be a big yellow boot. none of which is as mystical as I'm making it sound, a) because parking on the street in chris's neighborhood ain't really the safest ever and b) that boot was a long time coming– city people even dug up some old tickets from before I moved to chicago and had lost track of– but all in all, I'd say I was due.
thank goodness it was friday. and thank goodness for a boyfriend willing and able to help stave off some flipping out and drive me hither and yon to pay fines and help get big su unhobbled.
then off to work.
then closing early for holiday weekend and running around with the girlies– first with gigi around lincoln square…
and then off to albany park to wait with ladida for a long-fabled tow truck when mini broke down (during which someone couldn't seem to stop eating, fyi)…
and through it all miss lulu was very patient.
p.s. you simply must try mexican fast food fried chicken sometime. a truly surreal experience.
