people gon spray no mater what.

Okay, when i get to huffington post and the human resources association in google before i get to my blog... it's time to write a blog.

tipsy off whiskeys. and after a great (and long) fucking day.

i really just dig my professors and dig the way they are pushing me out of my comfort zone. once i realized that that's truly what it is, and not just general punkassness, it's easier for me to see the benefit to me of doing it their way.

if i hold onto myself, it can only make me stronger.

i feel like i'm on the cusp of something big. i think the skills are coming together. and that, honestly, feels awesome.

charles has a worm or something, but she's on antibiotics and i think she's a-ok. she charmed the pants off all the vet staff.

i really miss ashley and sanja and charmaine and i just want to have a damn beer with them, or a sleepover. i'm so glad i got to be back in vegas before i came here, because i treasure that time i had with my genuine, 100-percent-down life support. and having the time to be there for them, physically.

sometimes you just need that physical connection. life these days, and skype, and the general accessibility of everyone and everything, it's so good and it helps so much.

but it just doesn't cut it all the time, when all you want is to smoke a bowl with that person, or go shopping, or juice some veggies.

i'm just lucky as hell to have all these awesome bad ass women around me, here in the city, and in texas, and back in the desert.

yall are all still awesome. even though at least 50% of the time, you pee on the seat.

get in where you fit in.

life has been coming fast.

these mondays through thursdays are like a four-part marathon. i was sitting in the health & social services committee meeting tonight in fort greene... all we were talking about were liquor licenses and all i was thinking was how much i wanted to be at the bar.

but i think i got a plausible story idea that i have until friday at 5 to complete... because i think liquor licensing is a large point in gentrification tension... or at least an outlet for it. these oldies are downright bold with each other.. it can be pretty entertaining. but a couple times i had to fight not to say something... they were trippin on these license approvals, and then at the end they casually mentioned that the owners can completely bypass their approval and it's on cursory.

that's this week's story, essentially.

the new digs are dope and i love this hood. some dude called me a snowflake tonight when i was walking home. new one. but there's an old man that sweeps in my street at night and sings the jams... he was singin tonight, and i was humming along.....

STOP! in the NAME of LOVE... before you break my heart...

think it over.

btw, a couple weeks ago i went to the coney island tattoo show, and i finished the video today for my interactive class. check it out.

25th Annual Coney Island Tattoo Show from Roxanna Asgarian on Vimeo.