Trying to be Spring

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The weather keeps trying to be spring and failing. It’s a bit draining, really. Yesterday was gorgeous but with work, I was inside all day. Still, getting to see sunshine through the big front window as heartening. Today is more rain but at least it’s not miserably cold.

The cat is being obnoxious and trying to lay half way on my lap, half way on the keyboard while I type this. Every single time I sit down, he wants to be on my lap. This can’t be comfortable. Cats.. am I right?

So I bought a car two weeks ago. It’s an Audi A3 1.8T. I’m calling her Ripley (quiet but powerful and sexy in a badass way). It’s the nicest, most expensive thing I’ve ever bought. As a result, I’ve virtually stopped shopping. Which is good, I think. I finally got my ColourPop order with the Matte X Lippies in it and that’ll hold me over for for a while. Although I’ve been jonesing for the Becca Luminous Afterglow Palatte and the ABH Contour Kit and this Ted Baker London bag. I’ll wait. My birthday’s not that far. And there’s other stuff going on besides shopping.

  1. Greg lost his younger brother. Greg and I have known each other since second semester of Freshman year. He’s been my best friend since Sophomore year. If I could pick a person to be my actual brother, it would be Greg. He lost his dad a couple years ago. And now this. I can’t even imagine. But Greggy, if you’re reading this, I love you so much, man, and we’re all here for you. Carlos group texted, so, you know, the support is real if you need us.
  2. Shred got shot. He’s going to be ok. He’s so tough and good. His tibia shattered, so they gave him a gnarly titanium bar. Six weeks to walking, five months to skate. Go show him some love if you can. He likes Otterbeins, cool gem stones, good vibes and sour gummy bears. I’m working on getting him a couple TechDecks.
  3. Pa’s been gone a year now. Mother’s Day and Gram’s birthday were still good. We got to be together as a family and love on her and each other. I’m proud of my family. I miss him, though. Especially his goofy laugh. “Hi, hon!” The Donald Duck voice.
  4. Donald. Effing. Trump. Just…
  5. Now something up: Chad is opening La Food Marketa. I’m so excited for this next big venture. He’s (because he’s insane) making me Director of Operations, to help him get everything up and running. I am so stoked for this. It’s going to mean a lot of running around, buying things, talking to people… all things I love. And working with Chad and his team has always been a good challenge for me. We’re shooting for late August/early September opening. Stay tuned.

Upcoming posts:

  • Make up- ColourPop and beyond, swatches of the new stuff, my favorites.
  • Marketa – when I can get out there and take pictures and talk more about the style of cuisine and some cool things we’re doing.
  • What’s in my bag- I’ll probably do this one next, TBH.
  • Snippet of the novella I’ve been working on.
  • Music- my recent finds highlights playlist.

Laters.

H. 

Trying to be Spring

No.180: Sail a Whale

Today’s my last day at the Food Market. I’ll miss it but it’s a good time to go. Still going to eat there all the flippin’ time. That place is delicious.

Just sent out a resume to do some Coordinator work for the Walters. I doubt I’ll get it but I hope so. It seems like the work I’d be good at and the Walters is like five blocks from here. So that’d be convenient. It’d also be sort of a real job, even though only 20 hours a week.

I’m listening to a really great mix Greg made. I miss that kid. I miss all the New York kids. It was good to see all of you the last few weeks, though. Except Carlos. You’re still missing, my friend, and being missed. And Nan I will miss so much when she goes to Austin. But I think it will also be rad. And Austin’s somewhere I’d love to visit.

   

   

Last night was so strange and so fun and hilarious and  so weirdly sad. But that’s my life a lot these days.

It’s been a bit dark lately. For everyone I haven’t told yet – I’m really sorry.

H

No.180: Sail a Whale

no.118: the past chews on your shoes

For some reason this morning I started reading back entries of my blog from the end of Junior/ beginning of senior year. The following are some findings that made me laugh:

  • May 5, 2009: IRONY!

“What is with all my friends getting hitched before their 25? Everyone thought it was going to be me and now the idea of marriage makes me wanna hide myself in a dark place and cry.”

  • May 10, 2009: I had totally forgotten how the keys of my laptop got stuck and have been blaming it on Greg for like a year.

“I accidentally splashed ginger beer on half of my keyboard trying to save my speakers from diving off my desk. So now, while the keyboard works, the P, O, { } ; are now more difficult to push. It’s totally throwing off my typing groove.”

  • May 17, 2009: This photo, captioned “I need a job.” YIKES.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • July 6, 2009: My first mention of Spencer. “Things I’ve Done Since My Last Blog”

* seen Twighlight (may read second book– but you know, there’s the time it takes to read one book gone forever. do i really want that one?)
* re-watched Return of the Jedi
* decided that Luke could probably beat Vadar in a fair fight but Vadar is WAY cooler.
* decided i liked Empire better.
* met a guy. (stupidsmile)

  • October 19, 2009: At the end of a blog about how much I had to do and how I was getting sick:

“In summation: I have honey stuck to my fingers. Stupid squeezy bear.”

  • October 25, 2009: From an entry about Carlos’s second shoot. Reminding me of Hannah Sternberg. How I miss you, Hannah 1.

“when i went in to check on the fellas at 2, they were again in good spirits, having ascended the midnight height of punchiness, dropped into the valley of 1 am depression, to again climb to “way too late” jocularity. the talent, ramon, is more than could’ve been hoped for. he’s had a prosthetic wound glued to his arm for the better part of six hours, and has been sitting under breathtakingly hot lights and made to repeat the same taciturn behaviors yet he’s artfully cracking jokes and then switching into character like a pro.

(an aside: i totally could not pull the word “taciturn” out of my brain. when i queried andrea, sternberg’s sleepy voice provided it. i love my that girl.)”

 

So there’s those things.
It is gross and rainy today BUT I have the day off, Mac’s coming to hang out, Mom and I have work/writing time scheduled and I’m going to listen to a lot of Bob Dylan. Not all bad. Thank you, Lord.

H

 

no.118: the past chews on your shoes

no. 24: summertime clothes

it’s summer, kiddies.

i spent a long week alone in mi apartamiento, doing some BGW work but mostly just watching movies, catching up on my reading, and eating. i definitely miss carlos & greg and my parents. that being said, i’ve gotten to hang out with people i miss, which has been nice. bit of a shindig @ rissa’s last night– got to see edrees and abby and k-nicky. staying @ the fredericks til tuesday, i think.

it’s a gorgeous day. going home to erica & kendall’s birthday bash, which should be nice. i haven’t seen a bunch of those people in a while.

writing has been such a laborious process for me lately. sternberg says writer’s block is crap, steve martin says it’s laziness and an excuse to drink a lot. i dont’ really drink, but i am pretty lazy. i wrote a few pages the other day but i don’t know if any of it’s worthwhile. we’ll see. i’ll have some time to work on it next week.

trying to accumulate jobs, so as to accumulate dinero. possibly fins, possibly the salon. BGW work for sure, which is nice. i should just apply to the Dizz and work with some good home Baltimore ladies and get to know the locals. it will make me miss Teddy terribly.

anyway– if your’e reading this, thanks, but go outside and enjoy the day. it’s preposterously gorgeous.

HS

p.s. watched “I’m Not There”  again the other day. It’s definitely in my pantheon of my Top 10 favorite movies. It also inspired me to listen to a lot of Bob Dylan. Wow, I love that man.

p.s.s. i made this

no. 24: summertime clothes

No. 23: walk like an egyptian

Joanne is the best ever and got us backstage passes to the Bangles show in Falls Church tonight. I get to meet Susanna Hoffs and the Peterson sisters.  The following is a stupidly excited me:

excitement!

In other news: I took Greg to the train station today. I’m pretty much alone in the More until the 15th of June. Mom and Fred are leaving for Africa today for the next ten days. I’m glad I have a couple of jobs now or else I’d be mad bored. As it is, I need to be writing my screen play and working on the 18 short stories I’ve started or I’ll forever feel J.Mart’s scorn at my laziness.

These are my best friends. I miss them already.

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These are my parents. If you’re the Jesusy sort, I’d appreciate prayer for them while they’re in Uganda.

IMG_3035and that’s it.

hs

No. 23: walk like an egyptian

No. 19: and they love it

Highlighting a song-

Lupe Fiasco, Pharrell Williams and Kanye West mix my favorite Thom Yorke song “The Eraser” and called it “US Placers”. So basically, sick lyrics on top of a sick beat that used to have sick lyrics. Anyway– it’s pretty good. So check it out.

Happy Mother’s Day, to all you mothers out there. You guys totally rule.

I.O.N. (In other news): Animal Collective tomororw night with Greg. Reaction? AHHHHHH! So excited. We decided that if they don’t play “Summertime Clothes” we’re gonna riot. Also, I accidentally splashed ginger beer on half of my keyboard trying to save my speakers from diving off my desk. So now, while the keyboard works, the P, O, { } ; are now more difficult to push. It’s totally throwing off my typing groove. Ah, the life I live!!! Bah ha.

HS

No. 19: and they love it