betsy oslund

So people have been messaging me asking me where I've gone and if I'm still alive + kicking since I haven't been responding, updating, etc, etc in the past few months. Wellllllllll, sorry about that all...dont mean to be so distant but I've just been really emerged in the more important things of life lately (sorry kids, but no, myspace does not merit itself as "important" on my scale...do i really have to apologize for being consumed in reality? lol)

I have sort of re-directed my life I guess you could say and disposed of some of the wasteful + determintal aspects of it. I am currently obsessed with alternative spirituality + idealogies, trying to weed out the truth of religion through an open-minded personal exploration that is very eye-opening and satisfying. Everyone seems to be so quick to jump on a bandwagon, join a group, accept a faith wholeheartedly, or completely reject it all and i just find every single one of those processes to be completly naive. I wont go into my personal beliefs (because they are, well, personal), but i just dont understand how someone can say they dont belief in Jesus when their longest attempt at talking to him lasted a mere 2 months nor can I understand how someone can go around preaching Jesus is our savior when they have never given Hinduism an honest try. Dont join the first church that scouts you, dont stay at the temple with the friendlist people...

We find comfort in conforminig...but truth is far from cozy.

Also, lately i have been thinking about the elections a lot a lot (as everyone in this country should be). Yes, i understand that politics are not always the most interesting thing on tv but, come on already, you live in this country and should give a damn about what is going on in it at least a little bit. Ignorance is bliss, yes, but who wants to live under a rock regardless of how warm it is?

Despite your political affiliation (or lack thereof), there is a shit-ton of issues to consider going into the election with our nation's current volatile state. We are at a very vulnerable point in time due to the the 8 year decay of our economy, foreign relations, and rights/responsibilites of our country and the people. If anybody else is even semi-political and has been paying attention to the debates, interviews, statements, etc...I am realllly interested in what you think is the most important issue that needs to be considered as we get more + more near november. Did you watch the debates on friday, will you watch on thursday, anything stand out??

On a lighter note :] I am almost done decorating my new room in my new house and loving it. Its like a cute japanese dollar store gone awry haha. Pink, pink, and pink with all my knick-knacks in a million cubby holes. So lets all pray that i dont get evicted from this house now (only been here like 2 months and already had multiple noise complaints and eviction warnings due to the excessive amounts of parties on the weekends) ALSO, as of a week ago, my hair is now like shoulder length. Woop-de-woop haha. No more long locks for me, change was much needed and i feel like 20 pounds lighter because of it...i love long hair, but it gets so drab + blah, so for now ts all about the shorter hair :]

ps: dont eat poisonous substances...they taste much too bitter.

But now im stuck with a goofy grin and an interesting makeup job ;)

T minus 6 days and ill be moving back to LA into my new house!!! Its gonna be a stress filled week this week though b/c i finals for my summer classes that i need to start studying for asap, gotta say goodbye to anyone + everyone in this state, and somehow manage to pack all my clothes, shoes, etc into no more than 3/4 suitcases and then i will ready to jet set at 4 am on saturday morning in order to get back in time for a meeting at my work and then that night sit green-room at the hellogoodbye concert which should be fun if i can stay awake (hello energy drinks galore).

On top of all that I have to move into my new house before I start my fall semester classes that monday (yes my summer break will only be a whopping 2 days). Thankfully my amazing roommates already went to my storage place and took ALL of my boxes + boxes of random stuff out for me, set up my bed + furniture, moved my car from its storage lot + unloaded it, and so on and so forth. I honestly dont know if I would be alive without them, they are seriously responsible for my survival during the past 2 years...whether listening to me bitch about stuff for hours, making sure i get places i need to be, or saving my ass from many many sticky situations they take care of me like my mom had to when i was 2 haha. All-in-all though, m soooo excited to move in though. 1 house, 4 boys, and me. Its gonna be quite the experience for all of us and there is going to be far too much testosterone in my life. Enough said.

So i cant decide which text one of my roommates sent me the other day is worse...you decide:

1) 'I think we might have a roach problem already.'

2) 'Someone broke into your car...and they left a scewdriver jammed in your door'

I basically wanted to cry after reading both of those but being 2000 miles away from those problems there is nothing I can really do but shrug my shoulders and say 'oh well.' Ive realized that getting all upset about things like that is absolutely pointless...sometimes life sucks but might as just play along and laugh back at it.

So I did a photoshoot for Pure Imagination Clothing last weekend...the shoot took like 5 hours but was super fun so i didnt even mind. We shot down-town on the freeways and such so it became a game of run onto the road when stoplight turns red, pose + snap some photos, dodge the oncoming cars, wait pateiently on the side and then repeat. I havent seen the results yet but they should turn out really good after seeing the designer's other work. He does amazing graphic designs and is turning all the promotional and catalog photos that we took into these superhero comic-book character style type art.)Apparently my character is the bad-ass car-jacker...how fitting ;]

I also did an all-day shoot yesterday with a photography team in their studio. I felt really groggy the whole day but hopefully i dont look it in the photos! I wont get to see those final prints for a good month though cuz they are apparently super backed up in post-processing but Ill post everything once I get it from them :] 

Had an absolutely amazing night last night with an old friend i missed far too much that lasted until the sun came up this morning which has left me worn + exhausted so now its time to read for an hour or so + hit the hay.

According to prophecy, I live in a quasi-autobiography of make-belief and myth.

Historical or dramaturgical?

Inspiring or mind-numbing?

Informative or deceptive?

What do you see in that box we call our tv?

Television has never been something I have become engulfed in or addicted to...it has just never had a huge hold on my mind. Maybe its because I grew up actually playing outdoors and making up my own games rather than sitting on the couch or maybe its because I'm far too ADD to sit and let some object choose how to entertain me. Lately, however, I have noticed how absolutely infatuated the world is with this console of telecommunicating static and pixels. Its like the leader of a cult; the preacher of the church; the dictator of a mass of people with one thing in common: the need to stare at a screen and let it invade their brain's space.

Its interesting to realize that at the origins of television… Before it was cheap enough for the common household to buy, public television (in Germany – the first country to have regular public television) was controlled by the Hitler regime. Rather than television being a private undertaking inside the home, the mass public would watch tv at special television docking points around town. Although, similar to today's programming, tv consisted of the usual news, music, food, and sports being aired, there were obvious overtones of racism, hatred, and conformism linked into every show. Subtle warnings were devised into programs, every news anchor hailed Hitler, and swastikas were flashed regularly. Television was not being utilized for public entertainment; it was an extraordinary means of public brainwashing. Although Hitler's actions were unbelievably inhumane, crude, and barbaric, he was a highly intelligent individual. Its absolutely tragic how he used his intelligence, but he achieved his goals in a very thoughtful way…by dulling the senses, the morals, and the judgments of the public and morphing them into a pre-designed form of thought through the use of easy entertainment.

We flock like sheep to the television, internet, and all other mass media. Really makes you wonder how your own thoughts are being transformed. Im not saying that television and/or the internet are these horrible destructive inventions, but its interesting to note how highly we uphold things that were invented with the intent of numbing our minds into the programmed minds of the government's soldiers. Just to put it out there…I still barely watch tv although I do from time to time when Im with friends and what-not…but for example, in the apartment I lived in all of last year, I only turned my television on TWO times. The only shows I have ever found to be somewhat exciting? 'Weeds' and the teenage British drama 'Skins'  If you watch 'Seinfeld' you deserve to be brainwashed…worst show EVER haha.

I don't think television is a bad thing, I just think we should be aware of the vulnerabilities we face when facing it. Same for the internet and magazines…you need to try and realize that barrier between entertainment and propaganda, impossible though it exists…

Because are minds were made to expand through knowledge, not be controlled through deceit.

work hard. play hard. story of my life.

Some people work hard all week and use the weekends to relax , whereas others play hard all weekend and use the week to recooporate+regroup. I guess im just the outsider b/c I dont belong to either group. Most people know how I am so very obsessive about school, grades, and learning shit that I spend an average of anywhere from 2 to 6 hours studying a night...i dont have a choice really, the type of kids in the classes i choose to take are the kind of people who dont have a life beyond the library. HOWEVER, on the weekends I dont waste a single moment sleeping in or watching tv...its always go-go-go. The type of people I like to go out with are the people who live in the moment and make horrible decisions but are tons of fun. I think everyone needs a balance in their life...too much of either type of life just isnt healthy. Knowledge is power, BUT life is too short to be spent alone.

So recap on the weekend...

Friday:

Got stopped by a guy at the Starbucks I go to at the vert same time every single day. Turns out he writes a fashion editorial in Minneapolis and told me he had seen me there and had chosen as one of the 4 best dressed people in Minneapolis. Asked me if I would mind being interviewed + photographed for the article on the spot...only problem was that that morning I was still wearing my makeup from the night before and had grabbed the clothes closest to my bed cuz I was so tired and had literally 2 minutes to get ready. I was what I thought was a train-wreck. Will be interesting to see the article when it comes out nonetheless, especially the photo of the mess I was that day haha. Biggest fashion advice I gave...DONT EVER WEAR CROCS NO MATTER WHAT!!!!

Friday night lasted until 6 am (ironically) running, screaming, jumping, and wrestling like we were all far younger than any of us should really act. Some intersting events finally led to sleeping in a little girls bed with 2 of my lovely friends, all of us wearing a combination of wet and/or borrowed clothes. I personally sported someones bob marley tee that was 2 sizes too big. Reason for wetness? Everyone piled into a tiny jacuzzi at 3 am with clothes still on. We went in the water only to find a few interesting sponges and a couple pairs of womans underwear stuck to the bottom and came out leaving hair-balls floating in brown water. End of story...

Saturday: headed to Uptown Minneapolis w/ my mom at 9 am to go check out the Art Fair...it was 90-some degrees out and the fair went on for blocks+blocks so my feet felt like rubber by the end ...but I did find some amazing artists and great inspiration which made it worth it. Afterwards went shopping at some vintage stores in Uptown where I bought a few 50's style dresses that I am going to reconstruct along with some rad pink winter moonboots so I can walk outside when I come home for Christmas. Milkshakes for dinner + finished up some sewing projects with the mother and called it a night after getting treated to a manicure+movie.

Sunday: Dragged my sleepy-self out of bed and over to the cities at 8:30 am to meet up with Ana + Travis to go to Warped Tour....what a day, oh geeeeeze. Ana and I always end up in some sort of mischief...which is exactly why I love her. Long story short: we met at a leadership camp my school forced me to go to when we were both still sophomores in high school. We became far too well known at the camp before officially becoming the first people to ever be banned from the camp for life...dont even ask ;)

ANYWAYS...warped tour consisted of meeting some crazy cool people, pink+green flasks, signing girls boobs + guys stomachs, running around + into old friends, some good music, etc etc. We got asked to be in a magic-show after the magician convinced himself we were porn-stars (?) and said he would light me on fire and it "would feel really good"...got creeped out, ran away, only to have him track us down a few hours later and ask uf for our numbers which resulting in sprinting away. The interview for warped tour promotional stuff by myspace staff ended up being all about watching the wrestler in the pink thong who claimed to be straight.

Why yes, my brain is in fact always in ADD mode.

I took pictures with other people too that day on their cameras...if that includes you, send me them =]

After the exhaustion that is Warped Tour, we jet-set to White Bear back to Travis's house, threw some Cheez-Its in our hungry mouths, washed off the layer of dirt + grime off our faces and said screw it to being tired. Plan of attack: guzzle down some more "special water" and move on over to the Gay 90's Club in minneapolis. Trav got his "girl" on, dressing up in head-to-toe drag, and made me feel like troll cuz he looked so stunning. We had to run in the rain (most of us in heels) from our car to the club where we stayed until closing dancing our asses off + watching the drag queen/king show.

Getting up at 7 am for class Monday morning = worse than shoving a needle in my eye.

BUT...my wonderful mother surpised me with the beautiful gold skirt/dress that "wasn't for sale" (according to the clerk) at a vintage store I had been eyeing far too hard. So that makes it all better. Im more-or-less completly re-vamping my closet lately w/ vintage finds...thank you Mary-Kate. I swear that I sport a different time era every other day...

Being conventional is sooo 1990...

Sooooo....I will no longer be going to all the west coast warped tour dates as planned  =[

I was supposed to be at the Evey Clothing booth along with Zui Suicide at all the dates throughout August BUT due to some complications Evey isnt going to be having a booth anymore and I dont have the time or money to fly back and forth between those places just for fun.

I might be going to the Minnesota date though...not 100% yet, depends on who is going and what-not...if you are going let me know and I hope to see you there!

xoxo-betsy

Nostalgia has been the definition of my thoughts this summer. Even though I jumped on a plane and ran away from my past with my hands in the air the day I graduated, I am beginning to wish I could make everything go back to how it used to be. I hate to see people change, move on, and disappear. The innocent have become wild. The wild have become lame. And the lame have become forgotten. Change is inevitable. Change is bittersweet.

But at least in a small town, the rate of change tends to hesitate. Its like everyone in those places hangs on a little longer to their past. I love how I can go back to all the lame events I went to every summer of my life since I can remember and they are still exactly the same...its like they are stuck in time and have no desire to modernize with the rest of the world.

Here is your example, Mr President... Few weeks back, I was dragged to the Cambridge-Isanti parade once again this year by my sweet friend BlairZ and I swear the floats still have the same gum stuck to the bottom of the tires and the same streamers hanging from their signs. You know you have a close-knit town when you know every other person by name and birthday in the parade lineup and can remember the multiple times you walked down main-street yourself in some ridiculous outfit. Candy fights. Sweaty trumpet players. Single ballot politician soccer dads.

Isanti-county rodeo…usually the death of my summer since my overly peppy, hometown pride filled friends always convince me to go since it seems to be the event of the summer for them. Not a fan of cowboys, animal "rounding up", or country music BUT when mixed with your little friend Mr. Jack Daniels everything seems a bit "tolerable." Tolerable to the point that I danced + literally swinging around with strangers all night to yee-haw, woot-te-do music and was even sporting some random creeper's cowboy hat at one point. I make looking foolish look fun. Dirty spurs. Yelping. Hicks coming out of the woodwork for a chance in the spotlight.

Life lesson: nobody suspects any bad behavior from a girl who is sipping out of a little blue bear tippy cup...little do they know whats really in that cup hehe.

Summer here = cabins, lakes, and camping out. Screw the glitz and the glamour of the city…there's no time for that from june-september. My regained sanity was a result of summer picnics, boat-rides, laying out on the lake, etc. etc.

Oh and I met my new lover "Da Broom" at some bar in Wisconsin, he won my heart after he bought me a few (too many) shots and told me he made $60,000 a year playing Santa Claus at the mall…now that's my kind of man!

The rest of these picures are from the night in which me + a bunch of friends went to an outdoor concert and were forced to take shelter under a bridge with like a million people when a tornado came right above us. Strong winds + violent rain + people running + screaming = Betsy sitting down and huddling under a pink+blue heart umbrella in the middle of the crowd hoping she doesnt die. Lets just say we celebrating long + hard after we made it home hours later...so long+ hard that I ended up wearing the football helmet of the guys apartment we stayed at for a portion of the evening...guess I shoulda been a football star...

everybody dies famous in a small town.

everybody dies famous in a small town.

everybody dies famous in a small town.

 Last night i got such a bad migraine that i curled up into a ball on my bed where i cried and groaned until i threw up the milkshake i had eaten for dinner again + again ALL night long until i was left dry-heaving....yum-yum....it was horrible to say the least.

But as soon as i felt that first twinge of pain in my head, i knew what was coming because this is ALWAYS the outcome of my headaches...I have to let them go on until they wear themselves out. I havent taken modern medicine (not even advil or tylenol) since middle school so i cant get rid of my headaches with the pop of a few pills like most people do. People think im just being stubborn (and maybe i am) but more-so its because I dont believe in the overall motives of the pharmaceutical companies...they dont produce the majority of medicine to help you, but to help themselves. Big businesses want big money. They are marketing medicine as though it were the newest trend. Personally, I dont think your body is something that should be treated so carelessly. It seems that new forms of "miracle medicine" are being discovered everyday, after which news releases come forth to tell of their side-effects, addiction rate, etc, etc. Sad, but its true...they are handing out perscriptions for deception, greed, and selfishness. AND I have chosen to dissociate myself from this as much as I can.

But enough ranting already...the weather is FINALLY beautiful outside and I am no longer left wearing the only 2 sweatshirts I could fit in my suitcase (i figured i only needed summer clothes for summer, but apparently not). My newest love is clothes is anything black...i used to wear only bright colors but now everything i buy is black, black, black. Pretty soon my closet is going to resemble a big black hole.

And now for some exciting/interesting news: after a lot of talk, one of the amazing photographers I have worked with in the past just gave limited copyright use to a German band (whose lyrics are actually in English) to have one of the photographs we took be used on their CD cover...they sent me a preview of what it is going to look like and it was pretty damn rad =] So i guess my face is gonna be floating around in Germany on a CD cover haha

Time to go make mischief...

"Like damn, I'm from Minnesota, land of the cold air…
Prince lives here, we got 10,000 lakes

So ive been in my homeland of Minnesota for about a month now and couldn't be all too much more content. Don't get me wrong, I love LA…but a break was well needed. I grew up in the genuinity of the Midwest so some things about LA start to get to me after awhile and I need to re-ground myself. I am excited to return to california in august though...i wish i could rearrange the states and put these 2 together...then i wouldnt have to live such a split life.

Only 2 major things I am not happy about here:

1. Summer school. In order for me to graduate from college in less than 6 years I have to take physics + calculus here over the summer AND I have to drive back and forth 2 hours everday to Minneapolis in order to do so…studying never stops for me apparently.

2. MOSQUITOS! Unless you live like right next to me (perhaps in my alfalfa or cornfield??) you cannot complain about mosquitos. I live on the frickin river and that is their breeding territory so its basically a death-zone when you walk outside. My body is more-or-less covered in itchy little red bumps…I feel like I have fleas.

Beyond all that…im pretty happy at the moment. Wow, when is the last time I said that? Sometimes it takes certain events in your life to realize what you were taking for granted or overlooking…its really the simple things + down-to-earth people in life that make it worth it =]

Tonight, tonight, tonight!!! We are adding to members to my family! Yes yes yes…the oslunds are getting 2 baby black+white kittens! I am the biggest cat lover in the world so I am extremely excited. They are just little mutt farm kitties but those are the cutest…I don't understand why people see the need to buy from breeders + pet-stores all the time when there are so many stranded animals out there.  Spay and neuter your animals if you don't want babies people…animals are horny little devils and will reproduce if you let em run free! Anywho…I want to name one of them harry and one voldermort but my mom said you cant give an innocent little kitty a scary name like that. Maybe Dumbledore or Sirius be better...

My newest obsession is reading my horoscope daily. Ive always been very much into parapsychology but never gave astrology too much attention before even though that all ties right in. Destiny, karma, life…its all relative and it fascinates me. Everything happens for a reason and im beginning to really believe in that and learn to accept all the ups+downs of life as one in the same. Even though I follow the general Christian faith, I used to attend a Buddhist temple and met with the equivalent of a priest there on various occasions and he taught me a lot which I now base my life on. Dhuka. Things happen and they just ARE so accept them for their existence and move on. No reason to dwell on mistakes or what you wish you could happen. My religious ideology is very complex and intermixed and everchanging. Im just a very open person and believe that religion is an imperfect thing and that's why we need to continuously discover what it means throughout our life. Its ignorant to learn only one religion, base your life beliefs off what other people or books say, isolate yourself in a community of people with like-thoughs, and stubbornly stick to that for your whole life…but people do it. Human though on religion and life is intriguing.

I have been sitting at this coffee shop for far too long...i better go before they arrest me for being creepy

PS: life is not worth living without ebay…it nurtures my soul.

so last night i camped out with like 5 of my friends
we camped out in a tent on an island on the river in a thunderstorm with june bugs flying everywhere....now THAT is roughing it! haha

the boys just picked us up on a boat and away we went....thats how we do it in minnesota (none of this 5 star hotel business lol)

you know you have amazing friends when you can all sleep + snuggle together in a tent that stinks of vomit + hot-dogs,  and still have a smile on your face =]

BUT i now have a million mosquito bites and i cant get the campfire smell to go away.

past week has been filled with laying around with my favorite people, arts+crafts days, reading books in the summer sun, caribou coffee trips, drinking + reminiscing with old friends, thrift shopping, and... of course...the science museum!

sarah, amber, and i spent the day as 5 year olds at the science museum and it was a blast! haha. if i ever have kids, im gonna bring them there like everday and they are going to be science geniuses.

i love summer.

cannot wait for it to get warmer so we can go to the lake

yes, its true: i change my life plan more often than i change my socks...but i dont like to live a static life, so it all works out for me

well...because i am currently earning one of the most unique degrees offered --> astronomy (w/ a photography minor), i get asked like everyday what the hell i want to do with it.

answer: i honestly have noooo clue. and no, i do not want to take pictures of the stars, idiots. haha. in fact, i dont plan on using my photo degree in my career at all...im getting it simply because i enjoy art as a hobby and it lets employers know that i have creative talents beyond my book smarts. my real aspirations lay in math+physics though and i want to use those in my eventual career. seriously, i have the most interesting major ever...its just so mind-boggling + unexplored...gaaah. SOOO...since im dedicating like 10 years of my life to this in school, i figured i gotta find out what i wanna do in the long run at some point and i always have different ideas. well the plan this week is.....(drum roll, please)...

imma work top secret to study microbiotic molecules + possible life forms (aka ALIENS) at area 51 biatches!

but no, for real, i was reading an article on "our galaxy's collision with andromeda" in my astronomers magazine and it got me really interested in the scientific unknown of the universe...gaaah i sound like a crazy probably (and no im not talking about green-headed men, im talking about prebiotic molecules + gases on distint planets...although that could lead to green-headed men hahaha)

Anywho...I started looking for internships for astrophysics students and it led me to find out that that is exactly the kind of people top-secret places like area 51 hire...but its all super conifdential and you have to basically live in isolation + under constant watch.

but really...what else am i gonna do with a degree that teaches you about planetary atmospheres, nebulas, and random celestial objects besides work at nasa?

Photos from the fashion show on may 9th @ club LAX

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i just love her.

events that happened today at work that made me realize why my job is pretty rad:

1. we have all developed a beyond human ability to consume mass amounts of ice-cream.

2. taking crow-bars to dig up the busy stone front steps of the library causing people to ask us if we are 'looking for buried treasure' is not uncommon.

3. we peer-pressure drinking until our manager pukes in a blender.

4. our party pinata was filled with condoms + sex-safety phamplets.

5. the white-board says 'whats your stroke of choice?' but last week it had a picture of amanda lepore on it.

6. there are typically more employees than costumers in the entire place.

7. we gotta photo-booth.

or god knows where im gonna end up one of these days haha.

--> wed night = typical chaos+dancing+max's blood spilling in hollywood @ da ccccclub
--> thurs night = i dont even know what to say about this night other than it started with tricky baking + lights out 90s dance party and ended with me wandering into a strange apartment and then running for my life through the ghetto all alone
--> last night = sponsored rock band competition @ GZ where some strange man dedicated some weird ballad he played with his "band" and then asked me if i enjoyed it???
 then later that night ended up at the infamous 'danceism' in some warehouse in east LA w/ reid+kendall...nigt consisted of crazy dancing, huge twister board,  and far too many people asking me for drugs...came home dripping in blue+pink body paint after riding home in a cab with a man in a turban who carried a dagger and asked me to read his palm
--> today = 3rd street promenade potentially?? but i should be heading to the library and start studying my ass off for finals...urgh.
--> tomorrow = fitting for the KND fashion show im in on friday @ club LAX
-->monday = GZ partttayyyy
etc.
etc.

T minus 2 weeks until i get a change of sceneryyyyyy...so excited to get away for a bit =]

Gaaaaaah!

chaos. Chaos. CHAOS.

That is the definition of the past few weeks…so much has happened. Its amazing how busy you become being a full-time college student w/ a part-time job alone…then put that on top of my work with the modeling, designing/reconstructing clothes, campus concerts, finding internships, flying back + forth between California + Minnesota, going to clubs/events, etc. etc. Not to mention that I have to find time to buy groceries, do my own laundry, pay my bills, clean my apartment, blah, blah, blah.

School = my whole freaking life right now. Shoot me please? I have switched my "academic path" AGAIN and am now an astronomy major w/ a fine arts photography minor. Decided against medical school and will instead be going to grad school for fashion design in New York once I earn my undergrad degrees here. This way I have a solid college degree before I take a risk for my passion in the shaky potentials of making it in the fashion world. In 10 years I may be working for NASA or I may be working with National Geographic or I may be showing my first collection at New York Fashion Week…not going to worry about it now, I would love to do all in the long run…let what happens happen, yeah?

My biggest idol at the moment? Jane Goodall. Her life intrigues me.

So what has little miss.betsy been up to besides all the junk ? Rewind like 2 weeks (the furthest my memory will stretch back)

*Saturday the 8th = Anita, Shandra, and Betsy went to Santa Barbara for a "photoshoot" but decided that clipboards weren’t meant for signing and instead met up with some vampires, drunk boys, asian men with "expensive equipment," etc, etc. 3 platinum blondes + dildo-resembling fan = trouble. Attempted club area in Hollywood that night…big mess there…thought I was doomed to sleeping in a gutter but Michael saved me once again and instead let me curl up in their bathroom cuz it was the warmest spot in their apartment.

*Tuesday the 11^th = Ultraviolet Sound (electro band) played a show at my work. Damn good. Love them.

*Wednesday the 12^th = Gallery reception for the art show that I was asked to feature my work in. They put up 3 foot high mounts of a two-part piece of a digital photography work I did almost a year ago called "Repulsive Beauty." Very grotesque to say the least. That night went to clubbing in Hollywood w/ Michael + Eva. Met up with my favorite homeless former prisoner in the parking lot (Jamal) and we talked about cooking. I want to take that man home…too nice to be living on the streets. Met up with Anita inside…we floated + danced around like crazy drunk kids until they kicked us out at close. Talked to like 5 people I don’t remember who had memories with me that I also don’t remember…oops. Decided I have the worst excuses for not wanting to give my number out to creepy guys…I told one guy I didn’t have a cell phone but he pointed out I was carrying it, so I told him he could have my email instead hahaha…how do you say no without being a compete bitch?

*Friday the 14^th =  Class, work, packed, and boom boom boom. Aaaah….Jared Gold Fashion Show….aaaaaawww, so amazing. Shandra came and picked me up after a fiasco of wrong addresses and we met up with Anita + Arlen @ Union Station. His collection was beautiful + the show was intense….loved it. His is such a talented designer…I would suggest checking his stuff out. Arlen + I re-wrote a song while waiting and I think I peed my pants laughing at him, funniest boy ever. Met a million beautiful + interesting people that night…made me want to move to New York for the atmosphere. After the show jumped in a moving car and went high-speed straight to the airport where I of course got patted down + searched (they always assume I am a terrorist at LAX…maybe cuz I carry so many guns + knives). Arrived in farm town minnesota 20 degree weather still in heels, mini skirt, and crazy makeup. Pretty sure people thought the circus had come to town (or at least my dad said so).

(Go to like 2:15 in the video to see me)

*Spring Break = days pretty much all blurred together. Went home because my mom wanted to take a family photo for the church directory….yes, my family is soo midwestern…but I love it, so different from LA. My mommy bought me an electric blanket since im such a freeze baby…amazing. I seriously eat for like 5 people when I am home, 5 people who eat cookie dough for every meal…makes up for my empty fridge when I am here. Bought 1950’s old woman pajamas and turned them into a super cute dress…my mom and I always sew + create clothes when I come home, its my life energy. Turns out my house really is haunted….my dad witnessed doors opening+shutting and light creatures outside since I have been home. My friends have been complaining of strange activity that I wont go into detail about for years and years. Now im not the only one in the family who has had to overcome the trauma of paranormal activity. Yes, my dead pastor says hello.

    -mall of america for the 3^rd time in one week + grilled cheese @ hooters like lesbians + st paul shenanigans

     -Randomness with Mitch, Dina, Shawney, Pat, etc....how we do it.

      -Fish-house 3 adventures with Carl + Amber (i cant even post those photos haha)

      -Bowling with the whole crew.

*Saturday = had an early easter w/ a magnificent egg hunt...yes I still live in adolescence and find joy in discovering hidden chocolate from a magical bunny. Flew back to LA. Wore pink bunny ears at the airport. Got taken aside to be patted down (again) and security woman full on groped my boobs…awkward much? They took my hairspray + toothpaste but picked up my razors + lighters and put them back in my bag…very practical. Sat next to a little boy who peed his pants on the plane.

*Tuesday – got to go to see + hang with my good friend Max and his band ’Get Young’ in Anaheim when they played @ Chain Reaction.

*Wednesday – Tokyo Police Club @ the Troubador w/ Nina. Eye contact sex, yes? Please.

So ready to move into my house next year with the boys. Decided I want to overly decorate every wall with a different theme with like big gaudy decorations + tacky posters + what not. The boys are going to have such a time living with me…im quite a lot to handle or so ive been told. Themes so far?

            -I love god and gods and goddesses.

            -Japanese nightmare.

            -clay aiken is love.

I want to live in a teepee.

I want a pet pig.

I want to learn how to play the harp.

I want a pet pig in a teepee who plays the harp.

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