Beast v.s. Beach

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area rug beastday,

Today [yesterday] was my Birthday! It was a very chill birthday. I don't really get into B'days much anymore, nor do i like the attention...altho, it made me feel good to recieve birthday wishes from those in my life daily, those that are more distant and those that I have not much contact within the last few years. Just reminds me and makes me happy that these people I haven't spoken or seen in quite sometime are still in my life somehow and pick up where things left off.....easily. It makes me happy that I still am the same person I was to these people, that they still are around. It also made me realize just how much times are changing and how the whole 'facebook/interenet' shit really IS talking over. I mean, half the birthday wishes are sent from Facebook, and i'm not knockin anyone....It just made me not want to ever wish someone a birthday wish over the internet....which I have, but as of today...I won't anymore. A birthday is something personal....what's sad is that I never really thought twice anymore to pick up the phone and call them to say Happy Birthday....the natural move is FB or even Text. That buggs me. And is no longer going to be a career in my life. HOWEVER, I will pat myself on the back becuase I litereally THANKED all of those and even attached a little message. So hoot hoot for me! This all besides the point of my Birthday and Blog! But yeah, So Birthday = Chill. Even though I my FIRST AND ONLY speeding ticket! what tha shit...yeah i know. I was late for school and rushing so I suppose that was the logic behind me doing 85 in a 55. Regaurdless of that..everything was dope. Had the most BEAUTIFUL weather, yes.. you're welcome. Mom says my very first bday the weather was the same! For dinner, went to The Cheese Cake Factory. Came home...Mama made me a burrday cake that was tha yummiest! Brother got me a sick shirt and Discovery channels SHARK WEEK DVD! Amazing. Then off to Bee's garage! Where Bee, Her brother, Anthony and Myself had the most area rug of a garage late night session of all time! I've never laughed so hard. I can not believe....Midget dora, is not an actual midget dora and that her legs were in her COWSUIT the WHOLE TIME!!! !!!! !!!! !!  ! 1 ! !! 1! ! ! !!!!!!!!!! ! ! LIKE !!!!!! ! !! !  ! !!! ! On another shockingly retardted news, they bought me STAR WARS LEGO'S!!!!! !!!! !! ! !  ! ! !!! ! ! ! !  LIKE FUCKING !!! ! !!! !!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Grnated it's a joke becuase I am so excited over my lego key chains... but they bought me a friggin lego set! Wait for the video, it's epic.  Area rug beastday for sure. Ok well, it's late and I have a 7am morning in fornt of me and if i don't fall asleep right this minute..tomorrow monring is going to be just as bad as the spelling and correct use of grammar in the blog. + Fin.

if you dont like art, you wont like my heart.

"Dripping with emotion, works by an artist known as Milk explore heartache in a way that makes us want to turn away, but can’t because her work is good damn good.
Artist and friend Saelee Oh introduced us to her work, which she discovered on MySpace (apparently it isn’t totally dead yet).
Milk is a Tuscon, Arizona based illustrator that made us catch our breath with her brutally honest depictions of females in pain and mourning. Seemingly exploring the emotion surrounding lost love (don’t worry; Milk herself is engaged, according to her page!) these images are captivating in their interpretation of feelings we’ve all had but try to avoid.
However melancholy Milk’s work may be, she makes sure to add interesting references to music (incorporating MP3 icons, musical notes, and old school tape thread) to convey her message. Music is an obvious influence, as is medicine with references to clinical implements and medications. Milk also includes phrases and song titles into tiny strips of narrative hidden within her work."

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HOPPY EASTER.

"...I put an egg...under the bird bath. Tag."

- My dad.

He leaves me the same message every Easter.

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RIP

Beevis.
my solo dreadlock, and then created multiple mini's.
You are too much work ironically.
So long.

soul-less skies.

I suppose
it's getting late.
the money is due.
I suppose I should call.
You know I wait until we fall
i would talk to god but my sky is empty.
We never did bloom.
I suppose we are doomed, like flowers.

New Hip Hop!

Pete Rock; still got it!

. home is where ever with you .

This makes my soul dance in it's skin.

+ Jamie would say "Victoria and her hippie music...."