Reminder...

To all those in lovely Portlandia...

Read.

Then get tickets.

For reals, it is like cheaper than a movie and worth so much more.

Lost in Translation

I always seem to forget things conveniently.

If you put chocolate in front of my face my instinct is to eat it even though i'm allergic.

Or like how when r says he'll be somewhere in the NW my first inclination is to plan my trip to meet up. Get away for a couple days. I can use the rest. Then return home refreshed and ready to face the world again.

Problem is, I get bored about 5 hours into a 3-day "vacation." I picture myself exploring but I'm not an explorer. I am a homebody. I am a creature of habit. I went out this morning and ate groats at the same place I did last time. I went for the same run to the sculpture park I have for the past 5 years. (Although, now there are sculptures.) I took pictures of the same dino babies and then returned to the hotel. Hotels of a certain variety are all the same to me, tall with bad design and too much cross marketing.

Rad. These visits to strange places with company make me feel like Scarlett Johansson's character in Lost in Translation. You know, minus Bill Murray. Just me. Hotel room. Trying to keep busy. And he is with his people.

Seattle.

I'm off to Seattle for the weekend.

I haven't been out of town for ages or had 3 consecutive days off.

(Not that I won't pay for it when I get back.)

I'm excited about....

The new sneakers I got my car yesterday for the trip.

Visiting with Daniel and eating dinner out.

Going on a run to see the dino babies and the sculpture park every morning.

Shows (actually don't want to see this but they are free tickets. meaning, I can go, hear one song and leave.) & Shows

Spending a lot of time alone doing whatever I want.

And of course, coming back to Portland with only 24 hours until Bon Iver on Monday night :)

xoxo my lovelies.

Jesse Kamm

I love this look from Jesse Kamm.

If I were brave I would wear it Monday but it would be a little much.

Lykke Li

She is coming to the Doug Fir on May 16th.

Holy happiness the music gods are shining down on me.

Download Tonight Here.

xo

Ha! Told you so.

To those that doubted my claims of trace elements of B12 on leafy greens I give you this:

"Feces can contain significant B12. A study has shown that a group of Iranian vegans obtained adequate B12 from unwashed vegetables which had been fertilised with human manure. Faecal contamination of vegetables and other plant foods can make a significant contribution to dietary needs, particularly in areas where hygiene standards may be low. This may be responsible for the lack of aneamia due to B12 deficiency in vegan communities in developing countries."

Next I'll work on finding a scientific journal reference...

Style Mob

How did I miss this?

I love social networking sites that are devoted to an individual's fashion sense.

Sign me up.

Denim Skirt's

I need a new denim skirt. Preferably a mini but not a slutty one by the likes of abercrombie. Something more sophisticated but not too sophisticated.

I like this non mini version by nau. It is made of organic cotton but it is not quite right.

It needs to be about 8 inches shorter. I have a reputation to maintain.

I'm on fire.

Yesterday I stumbled across a cover the Chromatics do of my favorite Bruce Springsteen song, I'm on Fire.

I remember Eric playing it for me in a car a couple year's ago. He said that it reminded him of me. Not sure why.

Anyway...It was the first time I had heard it in year's and it flooded me with feelings of my childhood. Not memories but feelings. Like I was there again. (Anyone know what I mean?)

We also remarked that we were surprised none of the hipster bands had jumped on the 80s jive and covered this song yet. Whelp...they did.

Go get it. It is mellow and fantastic!

Catch up...

I have been very MIA lately. I had a sick kitty, 5 papers, and now finals.

(Yesterday morning I procrastinated by reading the wiki on Sharon Tate and the Manson family. That is pretty desperate. I would not recommend doing it. My alternative was writing my fourth term paper on rape. Ughh.)

Happy St. Patty's day.

(image via all we need is sleep.)