i guess promoting campus crawls is more important than saving suicidal people on the internet.
the other day i was walking home from gelato with zo and stargirl and her new-old friend and some chickas were smoking outside this craptacular skate shop on robson and i would have instantly judged them as skate-twinkies except zo was napping and was super cute and they exclaimed that she looked like SHILOH. they called my kid as cute and or cuter than brad pitt/angelina’s lust child, by first name. do they know her parents? if so, can they hook me up?
for the first time, postpartum, i have mid-cycle cramps. it’s a good thing i’m not getting laid anytime soon cuz i can feel the fertility.
the dbase deadline is tomorrow. basically.
this means i am taking and editing and uploading pictures and then blogging.cuz stress makes me lazy/seek other refuge.
not garbage. okay, kind of garbage. so here is my “can’t be artisic with my toddler in the next room sleeping; not that i’m artistic, anyways” photos. cartooned, for the most part.
