December 13, 2010
Shit to buy in Tucson because it is so much cheaper in the desert:
-Socks and underwear
-A new pair of pants
-Fabric. FABRIC.
I just started a folder of pieces that I want to sew this winter. I would like to start an online store during the beginning of next year. I hope.
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December 13, 2010
I posted sometimes five times a day during the first month I moved and then not a word for months. Here’s a parody poster I did for my color theory class. The assignment was make a poster on a controversial topic. Most people did gay marriage or abortion. I did a parody on the controversy over whether the earth is a sphere or not. You decide. (And yes, that is a moon made of cheese.)

Click to see full image and to read small text.
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August 31, 2010







We went back to Keller Beach to look around some more. I sure do love Richmond. There are many boats and an abandoned train station that ends at the ocean that they created a park for. There were a million no trespassing signs as well as some run down barbed wire fencing that we stepped over. We made Keller Beach.
(fifth photo down is a lovely display of the dangers of suspenders)
Keller Beach, August 29
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August 12, 2010

Keller Beach, August 12
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August 8, 2010


We built a fort.
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August 7, 2010

Ronald dressed as me when I got home from work. This was after I caught him wearing one of my dresses.
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August 5, 2010
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August 5, 2010

My mail arrived.
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August 1, 2010

We're consumers and can't stop changing our clothes today. Michael and Jenna are on their way. Sacramento is a possibility and it is looking like I'll get to see Joanna Newsom after all.
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July 31, 2010

A little too much caffeine today and not enough sleep? Probably. Am I mad? No. Michael and Jenna are pooling together money to get me a ticket to see Joanna Newsom. I shrieked with joy. What sweeties. Now if these craigslisters would email me back...
I have to go catch BART to pick up Ronald at the airport. I am having a caffeine induced anxiety attack about all the potential human interaction I am going to have within the next month. July will differ from August in 100 thousand ways.
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