geckogirl

Well, it went pretty well, as you can see if you manage to wade through my exceptionally long journal entry about the evening. I'll give you more detail when we get a chance to chat.

going hiking and planting trees today. i got your emails. we'll have to talk about times and flights and layovers. i want to get there while the sun is still up.

i'm here. i'm up. i'll be on for about 20 minutes from right now.

i sent you an email.

you should be just about to go into your interview. i'm wishing you good thoughts and love.

as you are the best girl in the world, you get the goodbye comment. see you soon.

this day is not getting any easier. i need you back here right now.

I had one of the moldy orange peels, I didn't think they were that bad, but williamj did.

im still editing. how were the awards?

missed you at the party

wow.

may i ask how you learned you could do this trick.

I love theses odd tricks, but hardly anyone ever tells you how they learned they could do it.

That is so hawt. . . .

alrighty then.

i have power now

i feel special

Lucky me. Nothing worse than a few minutes of car cleanup. I feel bad for the trees though. I can't help but think that they are not as hearty as the northern trees. I saw quite a few broken limbs and even some that fell over. I love trees.

I just realized that we're not listed as friends on here. That is tragic, unlike living in your hometown. I like Atlanta in case you're wondering.

So there, now we can be friends.

for your cut finger.

it's always wonderful hearing your voice.

fennel, here i come.

i like to paint with objects...

aren't stock photographs the most bizarre and pukey things? maybe because i worked for a cheesy ad agency that only did local real estate newspaper ads and brochures and they were always picking these pictures of happy white people in the sun to sell their condos. like the ones you see in banks with happy people of color, older people and lots more white people getting mortgages. they are so fucking happy

geckogirl's a great name!!!

i was once cleaning my studio and i moved a painting away from the wall and there was this bright turquoise lizard stuck on the wall. i froze. it wasn't moving. i thought it was fake and somebody put it there as a joke. my heart was beating fast. i took my broom handle and poked the wall next to it. it scurried up to th ceiling. i screamed. it ran and hid. i had a reality problem. i don't live anywere warm. was i hallucinating? turns out my downstari's neighbour left his window open and it crawled up the outside wall and into my open window. i had to ask somebody to catch it for me and we put it in a box. i felt really sorry for it, but i was scared shitless!!!eventually he was returned home safely. that's my gecko story.

i feel geeky at my age hanging with the ATLSG kids... it's like *uh who's dad are you?* or *beat it! you perv!!*

i'm in atlanta alot... (the town is a drag BTW....lived there for 10 years... )

the traffic sux.