hunter

Wow, I'm fucking tired.

Got a new gig writing for The Gloss and a new gig writing about pop music for a company that is big enough that I'm afraid I'll get fired if I link it here. It's not generally my favorite genre but I don't hate it either, and I actually like some of it. If you ever wanna make gangsta money--err, I mean enough money to live on--you have to diversify. Nobody ever got rich writing solely about Animal Collective (as much as I wish that were possible). Both jobs are fun so far, but tiring.

Been running around looking at apartments. Punk rock Barbie dream home eludes us but we have until July 1st and I am hopeful.

Planning a huge art/music party for June. The theme this time is robots.

Click on my new photoset and leave it some more love if you want to see it on the front page. I am starting to worry it's not gonna happen, and I really like this one.

Oh yeah, we also got the grill out of storage and had our first roof BBQ of the season the other night. My friend who took the picture thinks we look like the demon queens of grilling here. I do make a devlishly good chimichurri sauce.



Here is a picture of me and my dude dancing like middle schoolers at a wedding:



Here is a picture of me at an art exhibit that was essentially a whole knitted apartment:



(artist: Agata Olek)

And here is a piece I wrote on why I like nude modeling.

Cheers!

Hunter