you know that voice, don’t you? the one where, after having a slight sore throat the other day, you decide that OF COURSE you will go out and have free drinks with the entire staff of harper’s at von, because you are cool and they have good beer there and you’ve always wanted to try a martini on an empty stomach, and then you stumble home and cram down a bagel and wake up the next morning with the sickies.
and then you have that voice, that at first is horrendous, but by the end of the day it’s just kind of scratchy, and you wish your voice was ALWAYS like that because you sound like an old movie star/johnny cash, which, let’s face it, is an unbeatable combo.
well, here i am, deep in the throes of the raspy sexy voice. i rarely get sick, but i think it was some combination of the week of neverending excitement and fun with ben added to babysitting craziness, work, and too many late nights. lovely.
it’s a little sad around the old apartment without ben, who, surprisingly, fit in nicely to my teeny tiny hobbit hole. we had a great week that involved lots of museums (whitney and met) numerous gallery openings, and lots of rock-star like eating and drinking out with various nysp and harper’s people. it was wonderful, and i must say i hope he comes back soon.
but now it’s back to real life. i am currently working on the art i’m doing for the end of semester show, babysitting to make the big money, working the internship, and i just finished a bunch o freelance stuff for paper prince…it remains to be seen if the big guys like it. so cross your fingers, cause i could really use a big fish here.
anyway. there are some new pictures from birthday, which was awesome (and thank you all who called!) so check out ye olde photobucket.
also, new tattoo coming? maybe? there’s this girl in my program who’s a tattoo artist, so hopefully i’m looking at a pretty low cost operation at her parlor. i’m working on the design right now. fun!
so, call me sometime. i’m trying to catch up with individual emails too, so if you have time but don’t feel like hearing my voice, drop me a line, eh?