It's a little bit funny this feeling inside I'm not one of those who can easily hide

I wake up and have a quick shower before getting dressed. I wear pants today. I put on a dress shirt, the tuxedo one and a heart shaped locket without any photos in it. It's long and silver and dangles as I gather my things and reach for my coat. Glasses, keys, phone, camera, do you have everything? I say to myself as I pick up my laptop carry case and head for the elevator. It's not too slow today, I get to the ground and lead the herd our the door to work. I dry off my seat from the rain. I unlock and mount my bicyclette. The air is cool but warm on my face as I photograph the skyline over the lake. I steer towards the office. It's cloudy and grey yet very beautiful. I feel free and alive and barely notice how my body aches for the first two days back on the road. It feels great. I arrive in the village greeted by the hustle and bustle of a place that thrives from nine to five. The train must have just left. There is a pleasant joy in the air; spring is here to stay. Smiling inside, I ride over the old brick road through the train tracks to the back of the factory. For the first time I dream of working in an art factory, my own. I park my bike and head inside. I arrive in ten minutes, this ten minutes glides me through the day. I'm ready to work today. I have the day off tomorrow, it's my 27 birthday: May 8, 2009.

mum says i need a helmet

Last night I had a bbq with some of my besties ever. Our boy @NickiP is visiting from Curacao and we took it to the roof and roasted some meat. The sky was full of colour and the tower was unobstructed.Mum rung me last night knowing that I'm back on the bike and insisted that ask I my online friends to help me find something to protect my head. When I was younger Mum said "No more riding bike without helmet" and from then on I never rode a bike until I moved out of the house. I had a BMX bike in Bondi that had pegs on the back. This red cruiser is my favorite.Please help me find a red helmet that's not mortifying. I want to wear a helmet. Wearing a helmet may not be 'the coolest' but neither is being brain dead.

Please leave a comment or link or something if you have any suggestions. Mum wants it to be red too. ♥

lovage and chocolate sweetness

Lately I've been listening to Lovage thanks to @jaygoldman. The tunes are a cool ass collaborative project headed by Dan the Automator, under his pseudonym "Nathaniel Merriweather" (he made up that name for Handsome Boy Modeling School).Something else I have alot of love for is my bike. I'm hoping to get the baby tuned up this week so I can get riding. This weekend's weather is going to sweet as. Last night I made chocolate brownies with fancy icing for my roomate. She's sweet.

it's not that far away

In order to distract myself from cleaning the mess that I call my room I went down to the pool for a swim. The sun was so bright, I'm dying for it to be warm enough for bikini time.

Sketches: Part I

I drew this sketch. It is called 'Skin Trade: pornstars are entrepreneurs'. I have it posted on my wall at home and I thought, why not post it here. I was thinking to myself how really, if you can make money selling your body as you may wish to, you are an entrepreneur. This is not something that I have done nor have any desire to. I was just thinking in general. The Free Dictionary online defines an entrepreneur as "A person who organizes, operates, and assumes the risk for a business venture." Thus, I would say I am correct.

This is a sketch I did of my bike. It really is my pride and joy. Well, it was, until she got a flat tire because I left her in a bad hood over night . Now she's not going for any rides. Next summer, this beauty will be back on the road and all over downtown. Just how she likes it.

It was my beauty...

As you may be aware, I have a bike. I love this bike and I love riding it. A while ago I was riding my bike in a beautiful long summer dress which was flowing & big glasses gleaming. As I approached a traffic light ,I was paired beside a truck of men who were clearly involved in some type of labour work. They were obviously enjoying my bike ride just about as much as I was. At that point, the light changed, I proceeded to pedal forward. They drove forward. I continued, and they, totally fucking rear ended the car in front of them. I tried my best not to laugh, when an elderly man turned to me and said, "You better get out of here little lady, those boys are going to be mighty embarrassed if they see you around". The End.

Vrooom Vroom: my first bike ride!!