good egg!

April 10th, 2012

i got to go home to DC for easter!

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good egg!

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i had to use my parents shitty camera cuz mine died
bad egg!

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ive been reading, i think after 7th book its fair to say, TOO MUCH WODEHOUSE

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my brain is bertie wooster mush ball at this point

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i am very sensitive to my literary environs
i really get ALL UP IN THAT

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it takes over my brain, it takes over my lexicon!

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thank god im drunk

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or you would be getting some frippery and foppery

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forsooth!

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the best thing about Wodehouse

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is bertie’s constant misquoting of shakespeare

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but putting into contemporaneous brittitude

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the slings and bloody arrows of outrageous what not

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billy was learning passover with his girlfriend so we tortured him with pancake house

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ha ha
we recited poetry at breakfast
i know Andrew Marvel’s “To His Coy Mistress”
and dad knows “Jabberwocky”
but i didnt know my mom had memorized this one!

I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.

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this was loosely termed an omelet

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so my mom as you know now collects stray cats
so i gave her my jeremy scott shoes so she could be the cat queen!
she loved them!!!!!

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the hirschorn had a doug aitken everyone in DC is all a tizz about

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i am all a tizz about this photo
my favourite

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it made my heart go mush

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you know my heart goes extremely mush when i go home to see the aged parents

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i dont feel like a grown up yet

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im quite sure i need more parenting

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growing up in the art world isnt quite growing up exactly

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its hard to explain

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i get my heart broken so easily

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i just feel so unloveable

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this is what love in DC looks like

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look at this fucking pocket pussy
i dare you to fuck this
ahahahaha this is the grosses thing i have ever seen in my life

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this is what i think of cats

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this is what i think of fleurs: take 1 million photos of them

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blissed

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OUT, GIVE ME MORE

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i must be a very rare and exotic flower and i have yet to find the specialized insect that wants to pollinate me

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we decorated eggs

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grandma style
what a weird culty photo!

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fuck this camera fucking sucks
i made this egg for nick

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lets go on a blossom walkabout and get hammered and forget making eggs for nick

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cherry blossoms are very important
i grew up with this tree
it didnt bloom for three years and we thought it was dead and the city wanted to remove it but we said NO!

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there is life in the old girl yet!

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this is michelle billy’s girlfriend

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this is me trying to be cool

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this is me feeling happy and carefree

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who doesnt need some floral fluff in their face???

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oh boy

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this reminded me of NEST

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and made me

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happy times a million

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oh im so emotional
i am filled with shame

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i am up a tree

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metaphorically

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i like the morphology of cherry blossoms

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i like the morphology of moms
i wish i could talk to her about my feelings

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alexey got a great summer job planting tulips, did he tell you?

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cute!

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super cute
my mom has scoliosis like nick

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with nick there certainly is the metaphor of “straightening him out”

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with my mom i just worry she will shrink and shrink until she fits in my pocket

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oh boy

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i just want love!
like everyone else!

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instead i finally got my license

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you dont get any fun graffiti photos the camera is dog shit

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see

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cant even take a photo of the current Wodehouse

i am contracted in one brow of woe
whose guiltless drops are every one a woe
confused events new hatch’d to the woeful time
never so in woe, bedabbled with the dew
their woes are parcell’d; mine are general
i cannot bound a pitch above dull woe
but maybe if i do it right:
converting all your sounds of woe into hey nonny, nonny!

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