BlanketTalk

The feelings of each drunkeness feel different though. Wine is more drifty hazy comfy.

Resin-Cast one of his face.

I feel like the outfit I'm wearing for this double date with two hip lovely introverted people is like 13 year old basic weirdgirl indie attire. Goofy 80's-ish knit sweater. Tight stretchy blue jeans (but like not the normal bluejean color, they're vaguely neon), old red converse, dirty with holes and light blue laces and teal spray painted patterns, a fun dark teal beanie with a biiiig poof ball. Tried to make my hair dry with loose curls but its vaguely frizzy. Wearing the beanie cuz its fun, i have some dandruff, and my hair,in its current state, looks better with it on.

I'm all about this task manager motivational RPG game/app called Habitica. For once in my life I'm excited to spend 10 minutes cleaning up my room every day. Dis shit cray.

Identity is an interesting thing.

I drink beer out of a wine glass because I live my own life.

I'm wearing a silly colorful shawl with a pointy hood and starting my workday with a bowl of fiber-rich cereal filled with fruits and a nice strong coffee at 2 o'clock in the afternoon. I feel guilty for this life of languid luxury, but don't worry it can't last forever, and It leads to no feeling of accomplishment.

I've been wearing the same pair or striped red cozy thick socks with weird screaming faces printed on them for he past 3-4 days. I smelled then this morning and for some reason they smelled fine. Now, suddenly, as i sit sanding jewelry, they are incredibly sweaty.

I took my glasses off today to cry at poetry by a vulnerable powerful feminist poet. Lauren Zuniga.

I have way more of an ego for my voice than for my visual art. Maybe because I've spent longer thinking my voice was great and crafting my voice and hearing every single person that hears my voice compliment it than I've spent time thinking crafting and hearing that about my art. My art has more of a specific character and it's stark and different and endearing rather than just passionately talented. Its for a smaller audience but i feel more of a freedom with it and less of a pressure. But on the side.... I still want to get that kick.

Fuck class i'm going home. So i can stay up all night and work on digital illustration homework and nurse my headache and be sleepy and adore the cave my bunk bed creates. I have to make a cave with fabric when I go home to West Hollywood.

Hello last semester of college! You are so packed and fun and filled and wonderful and oh and god and there and will and be and a and fuck and ton and of and work!

Infinity scarves = way better than normal scarvez.

Fact 226. What is "mrmr" he asks. What is mrmr? I don't even. Mrmr is two relationships in the making. It is a sound, a response, a maddie-ism that says "oh i see" or "hmm" but in a soft maddie way. Maybe i'll say "it's just something i like saying" or something.

Ya know how headphones are always tangled when you take them out of your bag or wherever? And ya know how some people have ways to stop that from happening, like they tie them a certain way before they put them away or wrap them around a specially made thing for premium headphone organization? I was wondering if that actually saves time. I thought it would be interesting if instead of saving time it just is the preferred thing to do for some people. Like do you enjoy organizing and putting things in their place more or do you enjoy cleaning up messes and figuring out a puzzle more. Pre prep or post prep? Foresight or hindsight? Or maybe people are just organized or lazy. Hard to say. Fun to think about.

Fact 224. Nightwalk swings from my childhood park.

Today i went on an eight pm walk, went to the petco, watched two rats sleep, went to the pavilions, ogled the alcohol and contemplated buying some and hiding it in my room, and ran into a curious lady with a two-pronged approach to getting money from me. She appealed to my sympathy and said she was trying to get money for blablabla people in need by selling christmas shit. When i said i didn't have any money she said she took cards. When i said no she said i had an interesting energy and that there was a new love in my life i needed a reading about. She said some more vague things prodding to get something out of me about a bunch of life central bull. Funfun.