http://gawker.com/5408855/fox-news-just-cant-stop-responding-to-jon-stewarts-comedy-program

Are you kidding me?
I watched this clip on the daily show, and was shocked at this douchebag - but now, hearing him "give his serious point" rebuttal on o'reilly just makes me want to cry. Literally.

How rude are you to assume that someone's political views have ANYTHING to do with how compassionate they are towards raising a child with special needs?

Spend a day in Pratt's Art Ed department. You will find an OVERWHELMING amount of most likely liberal, teachers! And young people studying to be teachers! And all of these people do work with special needs children.

Suck it. Really.

Pro-choice doesn't mean you love abortions and would quickly shrug off aborting an unborn child for a. the heck of it b. a handicap or c. promiscuity. It means you don't want the government forcing you to carry a child for 9 months and give birth to it - you know, like in the case of rape!

So how dare you - insinuate that because I am liberal, I am somehow less compassionate to the special needs children in this world. How dare you think that because "religion isn't as important to me as it is to others" that I would abort my child just because "it didn't come out right."

Jon Stewart was right - go fuck yourself.

"Cute's good, but cute only lasts for so long, and then it's, Who are you as a person? That's the advice I would give to women: Look at the heart. Look at the soul. Look at how the guy treats his mother and what he says about women. How he acts with children he doesn't know. And, more important, how does he treat you? When you're dating a man you should always feel good. You should never feel less than. You should never doubt yourself. You shouldn't be in a relationship with somebody who doesn't make you completely happy and make you feel whole."

Your boyfriend loves you when:
he gets underneath a sheet and pretends he is stuck inside of it while you video tape him for an art project for school.

Man, you can really make yourself forget things.

I used to live in a space where I couldn't even hang a Beatles poster.
Right now, my walls are bright lilac with a hand painted mural.

I will not take this granted.

Two birds of a feather
Say that they're always gonna stay together
But one's never going to let go of that wire
He says that he will
But he's just a liar

My loves pilot airs tomorrow - the channel/website launches tonight. Check it out!
HalogenTV.

Once again I don't know what I'm doing
but I know I'm ruining my education while I doing it.

I never do anything for myself
and I do too much for you.

How do I stop this?

A couple of weeks ago, Andrew called me sweetheart. He never usually calls me that, and it seemed really adorable (once you hear baby repetitively it almost doesn't seem like a pet name, just like it's my name) and so I told him, "I like when you call me that."

Ever since that day - maybe about once a day or every other, or so - he slips in a "sweetheart" or "sweetie" nonchalantly in between the "baby"s. I don't know if he knows that I notice. But I do.

Also - I always pick him up from work, but tonight he is getting out so late so he offered to take the train instead. I texted him and said, are you sure? and will you come here?

And he said, "of course baby."

It's the little things.

Still Life





Portraits with window light




Unassigned for this week




Using oncamera flash

Andrew and I (and Ralph) are at the bar on the corner of Andrew's street. We have our laptops out and are getting work done, while having a glass of wine and a beer.

As I am typing for my assignment, Andrew reaches around my computer - holding his iPhone - on which he has written (using a drawing application, so he wrote it with his fingers) "You look beautiful in your computer light."

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adorable.

I'm so tired of being harassed every time I go outside in this city. It literally makes me not want to go anywhere. Just because I'm wearing a dress and heels does not make it okay for you to talk to me like a piece of meat or trash. I am actually quite intelligent, but why would you know that or care?

Why do guys think this is okay? That's it's totally fine to scream "sexy", lean incredibly too close to me and say "hey baby", or make actual sex noises at me when I walk down the street. It's gross. And beyond that, it's disrespectful.
You are never going to pick up a woman that way, unless she is a legitimate prostitute, which I'm 100% sure I do not look like.

I'm really considering printing out a little flyer that says something to the jist of "Thanks for the compliment but honestly, no woman appreciates you screaming at her while she is just trying to walk to the bank, subway, restaurant, or store. Do yourself a favor and stop talking to us like meat or trash and try speaking to us like humans. Maybe that way, you'll actually get a date. The way you are acting is completely disrespectful and also pretty disgusting. Just because I'm looking presentable in public does not mean I want to get in your pants. Thanks, sincerely, all of the women in New York City."

Flipping them off, shaking my head, or even flat out saying "you are being disgusting" doesn't seem to work - maybe an informational pamphlet would.

Via cell phone pictures.

So, because of mishaps and scheduling, Andrew and I celebrated our one year anniversary, one month and 4 days after the 1 year anniversary of the day we met.
We woke up leisurely and got ourselves together to grab some brunch in the East Village.
We walked Ralphie to Andrew's where he ran in to change and grab our Animal Collective tickets, and a camera. As he did that, I walked Ralph back to my place and then met Andrew at the Bedford L stop.
As he approached me I noticed he had two iced coffees in his hand. Yes! Cute.
And as I took mine from him, he pulled out a rose from behind his back.
Double Cute.



We then hopped on the L and found a cute cafe to have lunch. After a delicious chicken francese and hamburger, we headed uptown to Central Park, where we were going to rent a rowboat.
However, there was a huge line which we did not count on! And we didn't have enough time to boat for an hour and get to our concert on time - so we found a shady spot in the park and just hung out for a bit. Took some pictures with Andrew's camera, and a cute little video or 2 (which I'll have to steal from his camera). Then we headed back twds Brooklyn, stopping to share a reese's ice cream bar and vanilla milkshake, and a bathroom pitstop in Bloomies! haha

We then got to the Animal Collective concert in Prospect park only 10 minutes past the doors opening. We got right in and after grabbing a water, two beers, and wine - popped a squat on a hill to wait for the concert to begin.






The opening band, Black Dice, was not very good. I can see how they were supposed to tie into Animal Collective - but their music just sounded like noise, honestly. Sorry Black Dice!!

Animal Collective, on the other hand, was amazing. Andrew and I wedged our way to the middle of the crowd and danced the whole time. We were the only people dancing so much in our area - what a bunch of hipster losers who are afraid of having fun and looking a little silly. We busted a freakin' move anyway.

Afterward, we hopped in the G train (ick!) and went back to my place to attend to Ralph and find a place for our late night dinner.
We went to a Japanese restaurant that was less than 3 minutes walking, from my apartment.
We ordered a bunch of little "tapas" type dishes, and shared a large noodle dish and a bottle of sake. Plus they have Sapporo on draft there, for 4 dollars! Very excited for Andrew. I had a coke =). The food was delicious and we were full, without being stuffed. And it wasn't too expensive.

We walked back to my place, got into bed with Ralphie and watched the Daily Show on my computer until we passed out. We didn't wake up til 11:30 today. It was lovely.

Yesterday I worked at the East Village Pink Olive store and about 10 minutes to closing, I was getting everything together so I could leave right at 8 and I see someone walk in from the corner of my eye.
My first thought was "ugh, now if they stay until or past 8, I won't be getting out of here." But then I look up, and it's Andrew!
He came and surprised me - it was so exciting.
He was out with two of his friends from work and so he came to get me to come hang out with them after work.
But not until he bought me a beautiful vintage ring that we have in the store and I love.



and Today is Ashton's birthday!! Can't wait to go out and celebrate later! Woowee.

Hey livejournal land,

My love is going to be on TV in October!
He is a supporting lead character on a new TV show, Start-Up for a new television network, Halogen.

Check out the trailer!

http://www.halogentv.com/index.php/2009/08/04/sneak-peek-start-up/

I'm at work and just switched Pandora over to Hot Chip radio
and I hear - "do, do, do it now, say, say, say it now"
and think about all the dance parties Andrew and I have.
I smiled.
It was nice.

I spend so much time worrying about other people
that I forget to think about myself.
And no matter how many times I make this realization,
I keep doing it.

"I've got myself a new mantra,
it says don't forget to have a good time."


P.S. I want it to be December so I can go to Texas.

So I bought a bike yesterday!
and it looks like this...



Basically nothing like all the little fixed gear bikes people speed around on in Williamsburg.
I love it. It is beautiful and pink and shiny and I am going to get a basket for it,
and maybe some streamers.

I rode it home from work yesterday and then Andrew and I had the amazing idea to go swimming!
So we took our bikes across the Williamsburg bridge and went swimming in the Lower East Side, for free!
There's a huge outdoor pool there and it was really great.

We rode back, got some groceries and wine and then cooked a salmon dinner at my house.
He helped me put up shelves being super manly and using a cordless power drill. Ooh. Exciting!
But now I've got two beautiful black shelves on my purple wall and can start putting more things away.
Next I just need hooks for my bags.

Then me, drew, and ralph headed back to Andrew's to hang more things with the drill and then paaaaass out!

Right now I am yet again at work, and yet again bored. 8 hours is too long for a shift at a retail store. It takes away my whole day.
I live in walking distance to a dog run and I haven't even had a chance to bring Ralph there since before I moved in. eek!!

Saturday - hurry up so I can have a day off!

Workin, workin, workin on my new room.

I just painted two coats of white over the big "Troy" that was spray painted on my wall in black - it's pretty much covered. But I am painting over most of that anyway with another color.

This is my inspiration for the walls.









GET READY.

Today at work a customer came up to the counter to pay and I ask, "all set?"
and she goes, "you have the most perfect skin I have ever seen."

It was weird.
But of course, very nice of her.