Saturday, May 31, 2008

I'm at Roxanne's house right now waiting for her to straighten her hair so we can go get breakfast. It's taking her for fucking ever and now she's like, oh, we can't go the beach, I just straightened my hair.

fucking girls, you know?
i mean, not fucking girls... because you wouldn't know..
My brother left his frisbee at the cabin and I found it, and now I have a glow-in-the-dark frisbee until the next time I see him.
I know! Glow-in-the-dark frisbee!! Did I already say let's go to the park? Because let's go to the park.


I am seriously grumpy right now.

Monday, May 19, 2008

TOO MUCH FAT!!

woah, two days in a row and shit. I think.
This is a terrific vacation. Except that my mom is driving me fucking crazy, but that's her job blah blah blah.
At first I was like, egh, but everything is really beautiful here and I have been living in the hammock drinking coffee, then taking walks, then drinking beers. I've been trying to pay attention and take photos. But you know I can't pay attention to shit, and my camera is out of batteries again blah blah blah,
Right now I'm the me version of Haruki Murakami in April 1974, except approximately 400% less talented but either way I feel like writing a book. And it's gonna be illustrated and it's gonna be like 27 pages long. With 23 illustration pages.
I'm doing this, then I'm going home to work for one day, and then I'm going to the desert for three days. This is like an Elizabeth reunion tour 2008 and I'm liking it a lot.
Ugh my mom is seriously gonna make me lose my shit.
love, zabie

Saturday, May 17, 2008

Ok, so I am officially in a cabin in Yosemite updating my blog. I'm gonna just point that out to you so you can feel embarrassed for me.
But I don't have my notebook or nothin' and I want to write things down, so shut the fuck up.
I had too much (perfect amount of) coffee just now and I am all jazzed and we are making lemon ricotta / blueberry pancakes for breakfast and the trees are awesome and my brothers are here and I love my family.
We are talking about b b b benny and the jets. Which reminds me of this conversation I wrote down about four weeks ago:

A: You can open up around us, you know, you don't have to be so closed off.
Z: Closed off? Johnny, wasn't I singing benny and the jets with you last night?
J: B b b benny and the jets!!
A: BENNY!! BENNY!!

...Benny and the jets? Really?
Z: Yep.