callie is from winnipeg, manitoba, canada
& filmmaking. visual art and quiet existence.
she is thrown off for the remainder of her evening. she feels distant and strange and when she tried to grab for her plastic cup full of gin and soda she flinched and dumped it all over her jeans.
how are you supposed to feel when someone writes an entire ebook that references the entire time you knew one another the most?
http://naplitmag.com/echapbooks/chapshaw.html is the link. less of everything is the story.
maybe i should feel indifferent. ha, ha ha.
w my boyfriend in tow. hm. bye!
he is very kind, but so stern. i gave him a cupcake and i think it made his morning.
i realize that my blog has become a (steadily declining) homage to my relationship with matthew filopoulos.
oh well. i’m a loser with nothing better to.
jk. i finally have a few days off and i just got paid 800$.
i’m off to go buy a harp and take photos of me playing it l0l cute
Sometimes when I’m watching my weird psychosexual dramas and the noises get really loud, I try to laugh boisterously so that my roommate is aware I’m not watching porn at a frankly bold volume in the mid afternoon.
i’ve been offered a spot in a certain musicians band for his album release show/tour. i am gonna pee my pants.