Monday, April 4, 2011


Dear Dancing Bodies/Cultural Theory type classes,
Thank you for giving me another reason to make a ridiculous film about conjoined twins. I know no other schooling-type situation that would allow for this level of frivolity. I love homework. I really really do.
Thoraco-omphalopagusly Yours,

Sunday, April 3, 2011

on late nights and knee socks

Before I got into grad school I used to stay up till the wee sma' hours of the morning. Every night, all night. I only remember this unfortunate habit because I just stumbled upon documentation that I am completely ridiculous at 6 AM.

"I stayed up till two in the morning, not thinking of you, not thinking of you... and I stayed up till three in the morning, ignoring the truth, ignoring the truth..." - Emily Brown

Playing dress-up and bathroom vanity photos... oversized glasses and leather jackets.

A blanket fort for watch movies with Cooper the poodlelamb.

Dearest of J. Camerons


Despite the fact that I never actually see you in this state, I'm really glad you've decided to stay.
Seriously, Claire

Let's invest in pointed hats...

We are Elphaba-esq witches.

But nice ones who talk to squirrels and lay out cream for the basement trolls.