YES! YES! OMG YES!

rehearsal, protest, 20 minutes of art, meeting, DYKER HEIGHTS XMAS LIGHTS, and l&b spumoni. new york bent down and gave me a big kiss.

i am using an older version of twitter that won’t be around for much longer. confession time: i object to upgrades for the sake of upgrades.

i have run out of the ability to succinctly summarize my life in 140 characters.

reality show seeks straight gender-benders — #dapperq comes in all kinds! http://t.co/IIJzVFV via @jezebel

this is the poem i think of at times like these: http://poetry365.tumblr.com/post/165239156/if-you-need-a-reason-silvia-curbelo

this weekend: tim miller workshop. bluestockings performance. writing for the meyer awards and writing for rebel cupcake. fuck. yes.

i have to say, i like these weekends with minimal to no twitter. but it means i come back and have to chuck ever catching up.

i just woke up after pieathon. i may not be leaving bed today. laptop, octavia butler book, journal - yes.

OH MY GOD THE KINECT OH MY GOD THE TWENTYFIRST CENTURY IS SO RAD.

test test test #ifthiswerearealtwitmergencyiwouldhavesaidwhatiatefordinner