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DON'T GIVE NONE FUCKS.
duALIty: “Clear, Visible Filth” and “L’ecriture Feministe”
(left is duALIty, right is “L’ecriture Feministe” and “Clear, Visible Filth” is here)
Ali & Ali are both doing solo performance pieces for their senior projects, so they’re doing them in one night called duALIty. (Yes, I did come up with that, and yes, I am proud.)
“clear, visible filth” (by riley anne)
Speaking of Ali & Ali’s senior project advertisements…
Yes, that is a bologna bra.
Photojojo is holding a contest for their mini digital camera and to enter you have to submit a photo of you being sneaky.
Conveniently, this happens to be the last photo I took this weekend while shooting Ali & Ali’s senior project advertisements. Sneaky sneak monster taking pictures in the dance studio mirrors without using the viewfinder, that’s me!
my 22nd birthday
I hope my future wife understands that she doesn’t get to pick our babies’ names…
I mean she can pick them from my list, but my list is non-negotiable because it is perfect.
I’m slightly drunk but mostly serious.
I mean I even have sets picked out in case they’re twins.
This list is like 30 names long. If she doesn’t like any of the names, we probably shouldn’t be having children together.
I love that this is where our conversation has ended up tonight. I made Ali and Melanie say their lists first because I’m so serious about mine.
Moved in. Not unpacked at all. Had people over last night, terrific fun. The apartment is beyond gorgeous, the building is adorable, we’re walking distance from a 24-hour diner. Melanie is in California right now but Ali is staying with us for the month, so the apartment seems cozy and not too big.
I’m currently accessing the internet by tethering to my phone, which I’m sure is going to make a disaster of my data plan, but it works for now.
Today I tackle unpacking and acquire a microwave. Probably I’ll go out for breakfast, just because I can walk to Starbucks just as easily as the grocery store, and I’d rather have a fresh egg sandwich handed to me than have to try and buy and fry eggs in the middle of unpacking. Then I try and find a job. Because I am officially a real person with nothing else to do, no school, just life and bills to pay. Holy fuck.
Panini Friday with Ali and Ali. The table still has the remnants of someone else’s game of Kings on it. But the point of this is that our paninis were delicious.
Post-Irene party. Ali had some issues opening her wine.
Ali and Ali, Lindsey and DK in the background. Party at my apartment that just happened, unplanned and wonderful.
I just need to remind everyone of how fantastic Ali is. (Also, she is making The Face and I appreciate that I’m not the only one who does this.)
2010 in photos
(by month)
There were other photos from these months that I wanted to use! July especially. Maggie’s Roaring 20s party and my first Chicago trip of the summer. People in the photos are all named when relevant.
january: so many great parties (Ali found a sign somewhere?) — february: Dan Deacon at the Stood — march: Zombie Prom (necessary stop in the hall of mirrors with Pie and Stevie) — april: Eric having experiences at Culture Shock — may: weekend nights out on the lawn (Deathron, Ali, Chrissy, Elan) — june: hanging with the Moving Mountains boys on their tour (Marissa, Kenny, Josh, Frank) — july: sunset chasing and firefly catching (Rachel, Alex, Bridget, StephCoz) — august: second Chicago trip of the summer (Allie, Stevie) — september: becoming friends with the most fantastic people in the world (Chelsie, Annie, Rachel) — october: woodsventure with Rachel and Suzanne — november: Menya playing at Women Out Loud — december: omfg I have a lensbaby and I missed Marissa this semester
not quite that desperate...
| Riley: | Please tell me you have cigarettes. |
| Tony: | Sorry, I don't buy them. |
| Ali: | How are you? |
| Tony: | Eh, tired. Working. |
| Riley: | I'll gladly gift you an energy drink if you find me cigarettes. |
| Tony: | If by "energy drink" you mean blow job, then okay. |
a salute to you too, ma’am
“I’m getting kind of tired of the whole hook-up thing.”
“You’re allowed to be tired of it, you have a lot of sex. But I do not have enough sex and it is not okay.”
“I don’t have any sex and I’m fine with it.”
A ladycop strolls through our corner of the library.
“You’re a virgin, you’re allowed to not have sex. I need to have more sex.”
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Ali shares a secret with Fifi.
