cimorene

okay, well, perry and i have decided it's best if we don't ever agree to do anything again. also, getting up early tomorrow is not sounding so cool.

however, doing things does carry a certain satisfaction. i've primed the chair and painted all the spindles and everything different colors in blocks, and put the landscape in the seat and the shading on the sides of the back. now it just needs the patterns on the rest. also, have acquired what i'm convinced is the cutest little lampshade ever, with fringe. newsflash: spraypaint stinks.

a nice thing about living in the south is that everywhere has airconditioning, for the most part; in massachussetts, it gets good and hot (although not yet, i would imagine) and they don't have airconditioning to alleviate it. in miami, where it's the hottest, you'd think there'd be an icecream shop on every corner. on the contrary, my grandfather turns off the ac at night. when everyone is... lying down under blankets. just brilliant.

good food: pasta and pesto ~~with fresh tomato~~ (we used it all on the pizza night before last). chips and salsa.

bad food: jamaican meat patties. the little fuckers and my digestive tract have declared war.