I like your optimism.

I meant pretty much anyone not ruling the world anymore. Images from the past, arcitechture, writing, music... those are the things through which we reach back into the past. Da Vinci will never die ;)

LOL is all my MFA’d ass can come up with. It’s kinda like “mama don’t let your sons grow up to be cowboys” except artists are the ones we remember long after civilizations’ times have passed.

Wait I thought SMH was “smack my head”?

Fella’s a bit melodramatic, eh? I love violent movies way more than any of the men I know, but then, I probably qualify as an “Urban-artist X-factor woman.”

Christmas morning, I tried on a new outfit I’d received. I was a (very sensitive, very self conscious) 11-12-ish year old.

Yes! I have more freckles than there are numbers.

Yeah pretty sure it’s a combo of genetics and sun exposure. I wear sunscreen every. day., but my freckles still get dark dark dtf the first couple of times each year I get real sun. They chill after a bit though. Meanwhile my Eyetalian buddy gets none of the freckles, no matter how much sun she gets.

“QVC”!

Haha my best friend is a ginger, and her freckles are in clumps, especially on her shoulders. I just have face freckles and absolutely love them. She was griping about her daughter’s freckles coming out, and all I could was “WHY IS THIS BAD???”

God I can barely hug family comfortably... all this mouth kiss talk is making me really anxious.

I have no problem with NYers, but then, I’m from Boston, and everyone thinks we’re huge assholes too.

I had a totally interesting man-situation that made me think a lot about this kind of thing. I met this dude at a bar... I wasn’t attracted to him physically at all. Just not my look. But he was kind of interesting and pretty persuasive in getting me to hang out with him. So I gave in, and we made out, and holy hell,…

Yes! I’m totally a Boston driver, so I’m sure I’m biased... but while I drive assertively, I know what I’m doing. Out of state drivers drive me crazy because they’re all in fucking lala land.

Yes... I got back on my bike March 1st this year because I could not deal with the T anymore. It was fucking freezing, but still better than the alternatives.

I don’t really bother with soda or juice anymore, because if I’m going to be drinking calories, there better be booze involved.

Brady is awesome.

I bike commute in Boston... it’s not that bad. I’m lucky enough to be off the street for most of my commute (I go down the Southwest Corridor), but even on the road, I’ve never come close to hitting a car or pedestrian, including when I’ve ridden downtown. Only close calls I’ve had is when bad drivers ignore road…

I’ve fought that problem since I was a kid, even being hospitalized as a teenager after a pretty bad suicide attempt. It totally sucks. After a horrible breakup a few years ago, I finally gave therapy a serious effort and started taking Wellbutrin (I told my psychiatrist I wanted that one because after growing up…