24. self-proclaimed career student. lab rat. in recovery and often relapsing. this is my last.fm.
crafty. classy. sassy. self-deprecating. analytical. type a. type 1. progressive/tolstoyan.
sometimes i make jewelry and collect raincoats. but mostly i wear red lipstick and drink beer.
my favorite band is brand new. i post a lot about that and fungi. and science. and npr.
Fancy fun at the opening night party for the FFF.
Promo for upcoming album Ixora.
They couldn’t stay away for very long!
My birthday is on Sunday and I’m dragging my heels with every passing day. I want y’all to remember my birthday is on Sunday because I like the attention (let’s be honest) but I also want y’all to know that I’m not particularly looking forward to the act of aging.
Some of the ways our organs communicate with each other… This is scientifically correct.
"I’m gonna go talk to some food about this." #livingontheedge #junkfoodgameisstrong #workingonmynightcheese #hownottousehashtags
Woman carrying a bundle of fresh picked gladiolus flowers at Terra Ceia Island
State Archives of Florida
New drawing by hi-Fructose vol. 22 cover artist Winnie Truong
OH MY GOD, MY EYES HAVE BEEN OPENED. I WANT TO SHOW THIS TO EVERYONE.
Stereotypical, but accurate, map of Jacksonville neighborhoods.
The Remix to Transition, Hot and Fresh out the Kitchen
I’ve been VERY antisocial these last couple of weeks. I haven’t really left the house besides going to work. I don’t really feel like interacting with people or going out to see friends. I just want to surround myself with people who make me feel safe but, unfortunately, some of those people don’t even live in Florida anymore. My birthday is coming up, so I don’t know how that’s going to play out. And I’m also thinking about moving up to Jacksonville (where I’ve spent the last couple of days visiting my dad and Susan - I’m always a little sad when I leave there) and transferring to UNF to finish my degrees and to get a better grip on my health. A lot of things are up in the air and I’m really uncertain about my future.
Ughhh, can’t I just sleep for the rest of my life?