Wednesday, October 3, 2012

The Swede

People can be really disgusting.
Selfish and self-obsessed and small-minded.
Content to stay ignorant and average.

I am so glad I don't have to come into contact with people like that too often
Sometimes my own disappointment feels like it's rearing up to choke me.
Skin crawling, suffocating in mediocrity.

But then I have chance encounters with brilliant minds and all my faith in humanity is restored.

Like on my birthday I bumped into a man from Sweden.
Well, actually I kind danced into him.
I was drunk and can't remember his name
But we had a bit of a dance and he asked me what I do so I said I was a writer.

Not wanting to go into the usual conversations of either 

a) What is a copywriter?
b) How can I want to go into advertising, don't I know I'm a corporate sellout?

(the second option usually coming from aspiring "novelists,  I'm just like call me when you publish a best-seller, fucktard.)

-back to my story-

He then proceeded to quote Proust and Hemingway and I just about nearly died.
(this can sound pretty douchey but it wasn't it was honest and sincere)

We then debated constructivist theories, our favorite novels, musicians and danced to Lykke Li AND he had the same glasses as me.

I mean really?

He had to leave suddenly to help his very drunk friend and a tiny part of my heart and hope went with him.

This sounds like the beginning plot of an awful indie film, sorry.

but the moral of this blogpost i guess, is don't give up hope on humans just yet, there are those couple that make it worthwhile and every negative and positive encounter teaches you something about yourself.

This taught me that there are good looking sweet, uber intelligent men out there with great swedish accents, impressive beards that are willing to overcome their own shyness to go out on a limb and talk to a stranger covered in glitter.

So thank you handsome and smart swedish man whose name I cannot recall for restoring my faith and showing me that letting my guard down is something I should do more often.

Monday, September 24, 2012


Sometimes hope is a cancer best removed.
Sometimes potential is just that, potential.
Something that may happen but almost certainly won't.
Sometimes some things are best left as far in the past as possible.
Sometimes you just have to cut your losses.
Sometimes you have to accept failure.
Sometimes that failure was not on your part.
Sometimes some things are just weak.
Some things obvious and nauseating
Sometimes I wish I felt less.
Some things are impossible


I'd rather not drown in shallow waters.

Saturday, September 15, 2012


Life has been all kinds of crazy.
Just finished the last big campaign i'll ever do for free (hopefully, hah)
It went really well actually, ended up with stuff i want to put into my portfolio.
Go me.

I got to write a bunch of odes and seeming as my poetry is a little rusty it was a really rewarding exercise to get back into it.... and i didn't completely hate them either.

Now it's all about my WHIM dolls as nikki and i are showcasing them next weekend at the Loerie student portfolio day... that's whats up.

Life is so strange... how one thing can fall apart only for everything else to fall together.

Maybe being a hardworking overachieving bitch that holds herself to the highest standard possible has finally paid off.

Either way it's really great feeling like i'm enough.

So fuck the rest of the feelings I'm just going with what's good.

Because I deserve it.

Monday, September 3, 2012


From magnetized to estranged.
everything to nothing

eb and flow.



My feelings are polar.
Extreme and varied.
Letting myself feel all of them.
At least I have a new band to be obsessed with.
Everything is beautifully horrible and horribly beautiful.
I am filled and overflowing with gratitude.
I am so lucky to be who I am and where I am.

Only greatness lies before me. 

Sunday, September 2, 2012


Sometimes I wake up positively grossed out and disgusted.
My skin sometimes crawls with disappointment.
Then I remember the people that matter and I find the energy and determination to let go.
Moving up and onwards.
Bring me November.
Bring me January.

Bring me.


Today I will be the master of my emotions.
Today I will laugh at the world.
Today I will.