spellbound with curiosity

kept secrets
secrets kept

a date with destiny

Baby dogs
Baby Cats
Cinnamon
rice pudding
absinthe
light-grey leather
Dark-grey-glass decanter
Crystal Chandelier
Candelabra
Black rosary

everyones a winner

my new alley

Meant 2 B

I'm moving on March 1st. AGAIN! But only six blocks away. Still on the same street, same side of the street, same floor, even the same numbers in my address, just rearranged.

Input = Output

Friday the Thirteenth is one of my favourite holidays.

Elegant Peacocks

“The sight of a feather in a peacock’s tail, whenever I gaze at it, makes me sick,” Darwin wrote.
But from worrying about this problem, he developed the idea of sexual selection, that females chose males with the best ornaments, and hence elegant peacocks have the most offspring.

Formerly Flip Flops and Gold

It just didn't seem appropriate for the time.

Lucky charms

In 1920 F. Scott Fitzgerald effortlessly scribbled this very precise quote in one of his j'adoreable short stories:

"When a girl feels that she's perfectly groomed and dressed she can forget that part of her. That's charm. The more parts of yourself you can afford to forget the more charm you have."

I heard what you said

"At eighteen our convictions are hills from which we look; at forty-five they are caves in which we hide"

Cut-glass age

top notch discoveries today.
found an AMAZING very large and heavy framed map of baltimore city from 1972 outside of an abandoned warehouse near clipper mill.

i just realized i am really thirsty.

"There was a rough stone age and a smooth stone age and a bronze age, and many years afterward a cut-glass age. In the cut-glass age, when young ladies had persuaded young men with long, curly mustaches to marry them, they sat down several months afterward and wrote thank-you notes for all sorts of cut-glass presents- punch-bowls, finger-bowls, dinner-glasses, wine-glasses, ice-cream dishes, bonbon dishes, decanters, and vases- for, though cut glass was nothing new in the nineties, it was especially busy reflecting the dazzling light of fashion from the Back Bay to the fastnesses of the Middle West."

Winterrific

Found someone to rent my room!
Went skiing!
Hibernated!
Obsessed over F. Scott Fitzgerald short stories!
Filed medical records!
Modeled for a drawing class!
Scraped ice off my car!
Sheesh, I don't know.
Ready for Spring to come back!

Babysitters Club Sandwiches

So I haven't had a drop of alcohol since new years eve (whence I only had 3 sips of champagne). It's kinda dumb, because it's not a permanent thing, more like a challenge, and yes I plan on hittin the bottle again come February 1st.
Dan and I were already planning on what we were going to drink during the superbowl (he's on the wagon too), beer is the natural choice, but since I don't care about either of the teams (but am routing for the eagles anyway) I want to make it a little more interesting. Let's face it- Baltimore winter is kinda boring.

Mainly, I just think this polling thing is cool and I'm copying off of Betsy.

Piles of Files

What happens when you are an artist (me) / actor (justin) / musician (walker) and you need money?
You get a temp job filing medical records at a hospital.
Duh.

Three Day Weekends

So here we are in January double oh nine. It's 11 degrees outside, which for Baltimore is quite uncommon. This is my Month Off The Sauce- no drinking in January. It's not like it's hard, but it is kind of frustrating if you want to have any kind of social life. The weirdest thing about it is that I remember all my crazy ass dreams now, more vividly than I can recall in the past, and have flashbacks from them throughout the day. Hmm.
I also realized that this is the longest I have gone without drinking any kind of alcohol (no glass of wine at dinner, no happy hour, nothing) in approximately 10 years. A decade of boozing. I think my body is happy.

Bunny Luv

I am the luckiest girl in the world.

Pageant of Delightful Artifacts

Treasure Trove Disaster/Recreation Area
(or: a glimpse of some of the crap inside my (favorite) bedroom)
St Paul Street
Baltimore
Maryland

Childsplay

Inside my 4 year old nephew's preschool.
I think my calling might be to teach drawing and art history to babies.