Thank you for birthing me through your vagina.
Your Esoteric Dottir,
Aceline
Ps...
Did I ever tell you, you look like Bjork?
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Saturday, May 8, 2010
The Quest for Sandwich
Today I had a somewhat productive day. I actually went grocery shopping, while doing 10 years worth of laundry, just to make something for dinner.
"Would you like to see my baguette?" Said the French Man
It's not Swiss, but it is Italian
Pestoparsleytapenade
The CPT Baguette
Super fresh and it aint pressed (I dislike the word aint)
It was bomb.com. ...well I think it could be better, but I just don't know what else to put in it. So I guess it was bomb.net???
Did I mention I was browsing the NHL roster... specifically the Kings...for entertainment!?
Fry the breast on virgin
"Would you like to see my baguette?" Said the French Man
It's not Swiss, but it is Italian
Pestoparsleytapenade
The CPT Baguette
Super fresh and it aint pressed (I dislike the word aint)
It was bomb.com. ...well I think it could be better, but I just don't know what else to put in it. So I guess it was bomb.net???
Did I mention I was browsing the NHL roster... specifically the Kings...for entertainment!?
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Mass Produced
I think it is so weird having posters made by you, plastered all over the place and printed in different sizes. One is even taller than me.
Saturday, May 1, 2010
Reminder
On Thursday, July 1, 2010 at 6:00 PM.
Print.
Paper.
Xacto letters.
Bricks.
Make people stack Bricks.
Scrub brush on Bricks.
Print.
Paper.
Xacto letters.
Bricks.
Make people stack Bricks.
Scrub brush on Bricks.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Lady in Black
I spotted her by the merch tent on Day 3 of Coachella. She mysteriously stood out among the hackneyed hipster crowd.
Macheesmo
Ok so some weeks ago, we at HEATHCLIFF'S PACKAGE guest blogged for Nick at Macheesmo. Success? I think so. Had I not been on the rush molest mannequins for work, I would have added some garlic and parsley seasoning with the eggs.Dos Huevos
I love cheese
This was EM atop a chair
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Friday, April 9, 2010
Saturday, March 27, 2010
For 2 Hours, I am Psycho Bitch.
WARNING: DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU ARE EASILY OFFENDED.
Today I read portions of Sylvia Plath's journal so for two hours, I am Psycho Bitch.
Today I read portions of Sylvia Plath's journal so for two hours, I am Psycho Bitch.
I fucking hate people. Stupid people. Shallow people. Vain people.
What I fucking hate most though is that I live in a society, a city, that encourages it. That tolerates it. That it becomes a necessity.
I fucking hate people. I hate people who complain about stupid shit that are of their own accord. Like the other day, this man was complaining about a McDonald's menu in Ensinada being in Spanish. He said it was America so speak English. He complained a ton about racist stupid shit. Like ladies speaking Vietnamese while doing nails. He wasn't just complaining, he was angry about it. If you're going to complain and be all ass about it, then don't go to that establishment you fuck head!
Then another lady complained about rudeness. She was at a fast food joint ordering when an ASIAN lady came out of nowhere and cut her to ask a question. She seemed more angry at the fact that the lady was ASIAN and RUDE than just being rude in general.
Yeah you say, "Well if Americans are in other countries we have to adapt to them. How come WE, as a country, have to adapt to THEM?"
Yeah, I get your point, but that's the foundation of America. It's a fucking cultural thing you ass! If you don't like, then move France or Japan you fucker!
I fucking hate people who make fun of foreign languages. Go fuck yourself if you don't understand it. Just because Sasha Pivovarova can't speak English that well doesn't mean she's stupid. Can you fuckfaces even say Fyodor Dostoevsky? People just get too fucking caught up with how foreign it sounds that they don't even see the beauty in it. How dare you jackasses ignore the fact that this so and so person is speaking a language that predates your very existence. Your so called life.
I fucking hate people who are touchey feeley and emotional 24/7 and has the need to divulge EVERYTHING and I mean EVERYTHING. I don't know you. I don't care about you. So please shut up and stop talking about your ever oh so important life and struggles.
I fucking hate people. The big deal makers. It's little shit! So what if so and so forgot to tell you. So and so is willing to change the date and make shit work. Stop making a big deal about it! People are just so fucking weird and emotional and full of themselves. Fucking asses!
I fucking hate people. I fucking hate people who get married like whatever. Call me a conservative traditionalist fucking bitch. Whatever! Go fuck yourself! I fucking hate how women who can't even take care of themselves expect to take of care someone else, a child a home. Yes, it's the man's fault also for wanting to marry you. But it's your fault for agreeing. Being a wife is job. And so is being a husband. But whatever! It's your life to fuck up. Not mine.
I'm so fucking glad I'll never get married. I know too much about being a good wife that it's disgusting!
I fucking hate people who pop out babies like nothing. And then raise those babies like nothing. And then those babies grow up like nothing. And then they are nothing.
Some more Plath...
I hate when my friends get hurt. This stupid notion towards love and happiness is fucking bullshit! And I can't do anything to protect them.
I'm not saying I'm bullet proof, but geesh! Use some protection! ...no not condoms, but you can use that too!
I hate the fact that I don't know what to say in these kinds of situations when they are pouring their hearts out. Vulnerable and crying because of some idiot (man). Like what the fuck do I say? "Its your fucking fault for dating him in the first place!" or "Geesh, what do you expect? Fucking love and marriage out of someone who is much younger than you? Geesh! He doesn't even know what his major is!" or "Jesusfuck! Love him?! He still lives with him mom! What the fuck did you expect? Flowers and sunshine?" (some of these examples are not my friend. just stupid women in general. i'm not calling my friends stupid)
I just love my friends too much and it sucks to see them hurt.
I hate the fact that I am so cynical when it comes to relationship shit. You know, the oh i love you kind. I think it's awesome and cute and romantic when it's on film and music. But in reality, it's total bullshit! Do I want to find my one true love? Heck yes! Do I want my prince charming or the so called soul mate? What fucking bitch does't!? Am I ever going to find it? Hell no! It doesn't exist!
I hate the fact that I am so apathetic to a lot of things and taking a lot of shit for granted. I met a young man who recently came out of the closet. He got kicked out of his mother's house. He now lives in a shelter somewhere in West Hollywood. I haven't seen him since. I was complaining about how I still live at home.
I met a young girl who has never been to and have never heard of The Getty. ...I was complaining about being broke because of Coachella.
Last quarter I met a middle aged man who is currently homeless and also lives in a Shelter. He catches the bus to go to school. I call him The Renegade. I was complaining about my empty gas tank.
I was also complaining about the twitter trending topics and how stupid people are. There are wars being fought and no one cares. And then The Renegade told me very calmly that people have to. If everyone talked about the war and all the atrocities happening around the world, people would end up killing themselves. I was surprised. I got a very forgiving answer from someone who has been fucked over 10 times by society. I became a little bit more forgiving of people's shortcomings since then.
What I fucking hate most though is that I live in a society, a city, that encourages it. That tolerates it. That it becomes a necessity.
I fucking hate people. I hate people who complain about stupid shit that are of their own accord. Like the other day, this man was complaining about a McDonald's menu in Ensinada being in Spanish. He said it was America so speak English. He complained a ton about racist stupid shit. Like ladies speaking Vietnamese while doing nails. He wasn't just complaining, he was angry about it. If you're going to complain and be all ass about it, then don't go to that establishment you fuck head!
Then another lady complained about rudeness. She was at a fast food joint ordering when an ASIAN lady came out of nowhere and cut her to ask a question. She seemed more angry at the fact that the lady was ASIAN and RUDE than just being rude in general.
Yeah you say, "Well if Americans are in other countries we have to adapt to them. How come WE, as a country, have to adapt to THEM?"
Yeah, I get your point, but that's the foundation of America. It's a fucking cultural thing you ass! If you don't like, then move France or Japan you fucker!
I fucking hate people who make fun of foreign languages. Go fuck yourself if you don't understand it. Just because Sasha Pivovarova can't speak English that well doesn't mean she's stupid. Can you fuckfaces even say Fyodor Dostoevsky? People just get too fucking caught up with how foreign it sounds that they don't even see the beauty in it. How dare you jackasses ignore the fact that this so and so person is speaking a language that predates your very existence. Your so called life.
I fucking hate people who are touchey feeley and emotional 24/7 and has the need to divulge EVERYTHING and I mean EVERYTHING. I don't know you. I don't care about you. So please shut up and stop talking about your ever oh so important life and struggles.
I fucking hate people. The big deal makers. It's little shit! So what if so and so forgot to tell you. So and so is willing to change the date and make shit work. Stop making a big deal about it! People are just so fucking weird and emotional and full of themselves. Fucking asses!
I fucking hate people. I fucking hate people who get married like whatever. Call me a conservative traditionalist fucking bitch. Whatever! Go fuck yourself! I fucking hate how women who can't even take care of themselves expect to take of care someone else, a child a home. Yes, it's the man's fault also for wanting to marry you. But it's your fault for agreeing. Being a wife is job. And so is being a husband. But whatever! It's your life to fuck up. Not mine.
I'm so fucking glad I'll never get married. I know too much about being a good wife that it's disgusting!
I fucking hate people who pop out babies like nothing. And then raise those babies like nothing. And then those babies grow up like nothing. And then they are nothing.
Some more Plath...
I hate when my friends get hurt. This stupid notion towards love and happiness is fucking bullshit! And I can't do anything to protect them.
I'm not saying I'm bullet proof, but geesh! Use some protection! ...no not condoms, but you can use that too!
I hate the fact that I don't know what to say in these kinds of situations when they are pouring their hearts out. Vulnerable and crying because of some idiot (man). Like what the fuck do I say? "Its your fucking fault for dating him in the first place!" or "Geesh, what do you expect? Fucking love and marriage out of someone who is much younger than you? Geesh! He doesn't even know what his major is!" or "Jesusfuck! Love him?! He still lives with him mom! What the fuck did you expect? Flowers and sunshine?" (some of these examples are not my friend. just stupid women in general. i'm not calling my friends stupid)
I just love my friends too much and it sucks to see them hurt.
I hate the fact that I am so cynical when it comes to relationship shit. You know, the oh i love you kind. I think it's awesome and cute and romantic when it's on film and music. But in reality, it's total bullshit! Do I want to find my one true love? Heck yes! Do I want my prince charming or the so called soul mate? What fucking bitch does't!? Am I ever going to find it? Hell no! It doesn't exist!
I hate the fact that I am so apathetic to a lot of things and taking a lot of shit for granted. I met a young man who recently came out of the closet. He got kicked out of his mother's house. He now lives in a shelter somewhere in West Hollywood. I haven't seen him since. I was complaining about how I still live at home.
I met a young girl who has never been to and have never heard of The Getty. ...I was complaining about being broke because of Coachella.
Last quarter I met a middle aged man who is currently homeless and also lives in a Shelter. He catches the bus to go to school. I call him The Renegade. I was complaining about my empty gas tank.
I was also complaining about the twitter trending topics and how stupid people are. There are wars being fought and no one cares. And then The Renegade told me very calmly that people have to. If everyone talked about the war and all the atrocities happening around the world, people would end up killing themselves. I was surprised. I got a very forgiving answer from someone who has been fucked over 10 times by society. I became a little bit more forgiving of people's shortcomings since then.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
AH PUCK!
Did I ever tell you I'm a hockey fan? I just started last week and I am becoming a fiend! It started with The Olympics. And then a VIN trip to the ice. Then an icing conversation with a Republican. And yesterday making bebbies with Theodore.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Lai and Bender
Today I met with the K+E tandem at Barnes. Just like old times! Seriously 4 AP status. It was great to be caught up with them. It was also a great time to realize the question:
WHAT THE FUCK AM I DOING WITH MY LIFE?!
K had just returned from Chicago attending a conference about global health and met the idol of her life Paul Farmer . She is also studying for her MCATs and GREs and will be going to Rwanda this summer. Did I mention she'll be doing a graduate program with the Peace Corps and also will be doing a virology research with one of her professors?
E, on the other hand, is studying for her GREs and LSATs and will be going to Switzerland this summer to study Urban Development with The UN.
I, on the other hand, was reading The Selby and Vogue Italia while drinking a Grande Green Tea Latte. What a fucking douchebag right?
My friends always drive me to become better.
E, on the other hand, is studying for her GREs and LSATs and will be going to Switzerland this summer to study Urban Development with The UN.
I, on the other hand, was reading The Selby and Vogue Italia while drinking a Grande Green Tea Latte. What a fucking douchebag right?
My friends always drive me to become better.
Friday, March 19, 2010
FAIL
Today I tried doing some illustrations of my faves from Paris. FAIL WHALE! I wanted to do Dries, Celine and Hermes... maybe even Demeulemeester.
The super trousers ended up looking like wannabe Goku pants! I mean geesh! I couldn't even get Kasia's face right!
FACT: It is never a good idea to illustrate when you don't really feel like it and just for the sake of blogging.
The super trousers ended up looking like wannabe Goku pants! I mean geesh! I couldn't even get Kasia's face right!
FACT: It is never a good idea to illustrate when you don't really feel like it and just for the sake of blogging.
FeeD eM!
This shit cost $40,000?
I could've photoshopped it for free!
or hand rendered it and then double mounted it with rubber cement
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Domesticated II
Today, along with caring for a grown child, I cooked dinner for 10 people. I was freaking out because I've never done that before! But I figured they were Canadian so they wouldn't really care if it tasted legit or not. Well really it was just one dish. My brother in law cooked the other 10 billion dishes.
So instead of learning all things feminine, I was chopping basil and spinach like a ghetto leprechaun.
So instead of learning all things feminine, I was chopping basil and spinach like a ghetto leprechaun.
Basil is your friend
Pasta Verde
It turned out bomb dot com by the way!
But dear Hera to do this everyday for the rest of your life for forever?!
FUCK THAT SHIT!
I am sooooooooooooooo so glad I'm not having toilet babies like TLC!Domesticated
Today I took care of my nephew and I was scared shitless! I was alone in the apartment with a baby at hand. Zeus HELP ME!!!
In the end I did real fine! I distracted him with skateboarding, Yoohoo and dancing to Thao. I also had him help me do the dishes! Heck yeah child labor!
What if it cries?
What if it poops?
What if...
What if it poops?
What if...
In the end I did real fine! I distracted him with skateboarding, Yoohoo and dancing to Thao. I also had him help me do the dishes! Heck yeah child labor!
Yup. That's Riley. He kicks ass!
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