My May [in Polaroids]

Zen Mia



Kickin' it with some rock 'n' rollers at Disneyland

 

"Coldies"



 Tis indeed a small world after all























Making friends with dogs in Ocean Beach




 

I need more days like these



My friends have many talents

  

Making friends with dogs in Ocean Beach (Part II)





There's no place like home



If I broke your heart last night..

It's because I love you

Most of all.

Somethin' About Summer

Summer vacation is once again upon us. The sun is shinning like it hasn't shinned in longer then I remember. Ocean Beach is in it's prime....and I've been soaking up every drop of the summer time spirit that wafts through the air. After working literally everyday last week, I've spent the last few days recharging, reconnecting, and rejuvenating my soul.

Alas, my heart and brain have again challenged each other to a duel.
My heart is feeling nostalgic and wants the "good ol' days" back and my brain is sending out red flags and pleading for rational decision making and judgement.

They say that scent is the strongest sense tied to memory, well the smell of cigarettes and sawdust have infiltrated my frontal cortex and hijacked my judgement.

Here we go again...

Taking a que from the master

I woke up today exhausted but feeling strangely inspired.

Perhaps it is because the spring semester is officially over today and a giant weight has been lifted off my shoulders allowing me to actually have creative thought for the first time in several months. It may be time to break out the old Golden acrylics and push some paint around. I've spent a lot of time exercising my body and my smart ass mouth lately so it seems fair to allow my right lobe to feel the burn. Wish me luck!

"Painting is the most magical of mediums. The transcendence is truly amazing to me every time I go to a museum and I see how somebody figured another way to rub colored dirt on a flat surface and make space where there is no space or make you think of a life experience."
   ~Chuck Close

So Tired

I'm in the midst of a 65 hour work week.
Did I mention that it is also finals week?
Coincidence? Maybe
Exhausting? Definitely

I wonder should I get up and fix myself a drink.
...No, no, no

Doctor's Orders

"Be who you are and say what you feel
because those who mind don't matter
and those who matter don't mind.”

~Dr. Seuss

Lonely in Love

Isn't love just the worst?
It's the thing that drives us to greatness, often leads us to insanity, has the potential to kill us, or even kill others. I don't trust anything that has the capacity to evoke such strong emotions or physical responses. I say this, of course, because I am still profoundly bitter after recent heartbreaks and misgivings that occurred when I actually let my guard down and allowed myself to feel such emotions. Jaded? Yes. I don't really know what my problem is. Maybe I just fall in love with the idea of love rather then the person. Then once I wake up and realize what I'm doing, I flip out and split. Either way, I need to get used to the idea of not dating for a while. I have way too many things going on in my life to focus on the needs of another person (aside from my daughter).
Although I must admit, I'm a sucker for a shoulder to rest my head on after a long hard day. And I much prefer a warm clavicle to sleep on instead of a pillow. Loneliness is just the part of being single that I can't get used to. Just having my self to depend on when things get hard, and being completely self reliant.

Mark my words, this shall be the summer of UNlove.
Or so help me...