The 365: Day 973

Wednesday, August 31, 2011 (243/973)

My social media post of the day: Over the past few weeks at work I have stabbed myself in the leg, had about a tablespoon of flesh gouged out of my back, and injured a rib. What I have learned: I can still feel. However I don't know if I can feel anything besides pain.

The 365: Day 972

Tuesday, August 30, 2011 (242/972)

Whatever I’m doing it seems to have my full attention.

The 365: Day 971

Monday, August 29, 2011 (241/971)

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.

The 365: Day 970

Sunday, August 28, 2011 (240/970)

I know, the hat. But how else am I supposed to hold back my amber waves of hair?





Bobby and Dylan checking out the Indiana swamplands.





I’m going to try to sell this photo to the Indiana Board of Tourism.





Road to nowhere.





“Sweet dumper.”





I need to ease up a little on the blues and greens.





The Chicago skyline as seen from somewhere in Indiana.

The 365: Day 969

Saturday, August 27, 2011 (239/969)

This looks like I have pouty lips.

The 365: Day 968

Friday, August 26, 2011 (238/968)

It’s been an action packed summer in “The 365.”

The 365: Day 967

Thursday, August 25, 2011 (237/967)

Work-related mishap. It looked a lot bloodier hours earlier when that gouge was initially ripped out of my back.

The 365: Day 966

Wednesday, August 24, 2011 (236/966)

"The areoplane flies high, turns left, looks right."

The 365: Day 965

Tuesday, August 23, 2011 (235/965)

I don’t remember there being a toilet on my deck. But, when you gotta go, you gotta go.

The 365: Day 964

Monday, August 22, 2011 (234/964)

Lacin up my kicks, and headed back to Illinoise.

The 365: Day 963

Sunday, August 21, 2011 (233/963)

Bobby sailing, Elliot stand-up-paddle-board-ing.





My niece and nephew / godson.

The 365: Day 962

Saturday, August 20, 2011 (232/962)

This is what I posted online from this beach: Heat still radiates from the bonfire pit, and the scent of charred wood fills the air as a single ember glows on. The warm summer breeze blows across my dripping wet body as I search for my clothes on the star-lit beach. The rhythmic crashing of the waves on the shore lets me know I am home. I can almost taste those lips again; a distant memory.

The 365: Day 961

Friday, August 19, 2011 (231/961)

I was trying to clean my room, then I came across the pamphlet from my mother’s funeral, and I lost it.

The 365: Day 960

Thursday, August 18, 2011 (230/960)

Staring into the light until I burn my retinas.

The 365: Day 959

Wednesday, August 17, 2011 (229/959)

I appear to be Googling something. . .

The 365: Day 958

Tuesday, August 16, 2011 (228/958)

“Kind of drifting into the abstract in terms of how I see myself.”

The 365: Day 957

Monday, August 15, 2011 (227/957)

Reading Mockingjay.

The 365: Day 956

Sunday, August 14, 2011 (226/956)

Porch time with Loony.

The 365: Day 955

Saturday, August 13, 2011 (225/955)

It’s a secret to everyone.

The 365: Day 954

Friday, August 12, 2011 (224/954)

I had been missing one of my favorite Glitter Guts photo booth partners.

The 365: Day 953

Thursday, August 11, 2011 (223/953)

I have a mop on my head!

The 365: Day 952

Wednesday, August 10, 2011 (222/952)

Who put my vodka out of reach?

The 365: Day 951

Tuesday, August 9, 2011 (221/951)

This is my gangsta/thug shot at I.V. Lab Studios. Polarcode is having their first band photo shoot in the B Lounge.

The 365: Day 950

Monday, August 8, 2011 (220/950)

Playing with fire.

The 365: Day 949

Sunday, August 7, 2011 (219/949)

I went to a memorial service for a relative who was less than a year younger than I am. That’ll mess with your head.

The 365: Day 948

Saturday, August 6, 2011 (218/948)

Wow, don’t I look like such a pretty little girl?!

The 365: Day 947

Friday, August 5, 2011 (217/947)

Today I wrote a short film. I call it, “Ice Cream.”

The 365: Day 946

Thursday, August 4, 2011 (216/946)

My social media post of the day: Who’s that castin devious stares in my direction?

To which @Dear_Ms_Stormy replied that I won the “hipster internet for the day.” Then I started to once again rethink my life. Thanks Stormy.

The 365: Day 945

Wednesday, August 3, 2011 (215/945)

It’s a mosaic!

The 365: Day 944

Tuesday, August 2, 2011 (214/944)

I call this one “Why am I still doing this?”

The 365: Day 943

Monday, August 1, 2011 (213/943)

Taking in the view of Lake Michigan.