8:49 pm and 113°…

…it’s a little hot and i’m quite toasty. j***y gave me a wet towel for my head. i am sitting in front of the fan and i feel better. the air conditioning helps, but it’s struggling to cool our three bedroom apartment. i’ve had a difficult day. i accomplished so much, but yet so little. i got everything done today except for what i really wanted to get done. it was an up and down day. one minute up, one minute down…if it wasn’t r*****d causing arguments and calling us to off load groceries…it was misunderstandings between all of us girls…if it wasn’t that, it was a personal dilemma over a stupid text message. today, everything melted…the groceries, the household, and me. i really don’t drink due to medication, but tonight…iced cold hard cider sounded really good. so, as i work on my seventh cider…i realize that tomorrow is just going to be hotter and more things are going to melt…the desert is neither easy, nor friendly.

hairs cut…

…each and every one of them. i was beginning to look all wild and wooly, or so the girls told me…but, i failed to get a woman’s opinion on the matter…that’s neither here nor there, but today i went back to being addressed by, “sir”…which i actually hadn’t heard in a few months and kind of liked…but, i figure with this heat it’ll be grown out to be wild and wooly proportions again…in about three weeks…

so now, i think that i look like a cop…behold good cop and bad cop…

finally following through…

…on a suggestion from my friend, d***y. she has been my friend and main encouragement when it comes to writing. a year or two ago, she invited me to join her writers group. i did and i have really benefited from being a part. i have received countless suggestions and lots of help. i am greatly appreciative. 

anyway, d***y suggested that i utilize my photos to make and self-publish a coffeetable photo book. i finally decided to do it and i am almost done. i am going to start with one and see how well that does. if it does well, i will start utilizing all of my photos for photobooks. that would make me really happy, to be able to use them.

my first photobook is utilizing las vegas street art: tags, graffiti, murals, posters, banners, and stickers. below are a few sneak peeks.

just waking up…

…i tried to stay up as long as i possibly could last night…

…i wanted to hear about the combative, drunk lady, with .228 blood alcohol concentration…

…i was curious to know about people’s reactions to the website…

…i just wanted to listen and not have to say anything. i am so tired of hearing myself talk about nothing of importance…

…i am inspired by new ideas that surround me and my plan moves forward…

drained…

…yesterday, i was out in the sun for most of the day, by the time that i got back to the apartment…i was completely drained.

…i went to bed really early last night and i fell asleep very promptly. at some point, i ended up accidentally calling my friend.

…after doing that, i fell asleep again, but woke up at 3:45 am…still clutching my phone. apparently, i was sending a text.

drained and needing a haircut

surreal shopping…

…the other day, i was asked to go to albertsons to buy some protein. i was leaving from therapy, which was across the street. by the time i arrived at albertsons, i knew that i had a problem. 

i wasn’t able to see at all out of one eye, which also affected the other. i was having a hell of a time. i made it out of the car and to the first cart that i could grab onto. it was a home depot cart.

i walked around the store leaning on a cart and tried to find the meat department. i finally found it, but couldn’t see prices or pounds. finally, i just grabbed what i knew…several steaks and ground beef. 

i turned around and tried to navigate my way through the maze of aisles. i started feeling really shaky, sweaty,  and disoriented. i went down the candy aisle and clung to the cart until i felt better.

i finally reached the registers and the cashier and bag boy were so nice and kind to me. i let them know that i wasn’t feeling quite right and they helped me through the entire process.

i made it back to the car and loaded the groceries. i got in and went into “jellyfish mode” in the front seat. i ate something and rehydrated myself. i felt good enough to leave and could see again, so i left.