1pm Numbers

Today I got out of bed at 1pm. I woke up many times before then and laid around in bed a while then thought I got up at 12: 04.. it turns out it was actually 1: 04pm.

That's late. I don't even know the last time that's happened. 

All of that means I haven't even been out of my bed being semi product for even 3 hours yet. The "sun" goes down in no more than an hour and a half. 

The day is quite drizzly, foggy, and grey at the moment but I feel as soon as I finish cup 1 of coffee I will venture out there. Cup 1 of coffee is about 87% finished then I need to get dressed.

The ultimate goal of the day is to clean my closet. It's like a spare room and I just throw everything in it. Literally... open door, toss item, close door. Sometimes I hang my coats instead of toss them.

If I clean it up properly I may find more things to art with or decorate my apartment with. Right now my heart is set on walking through the fog.

I think I'll wander towards the Willamette. Maybe take some pictures. I listening to Led Zepplin's third album. 

1pm.. Time. Hmmm.... Letting distractions happen.

Haircut

Today I got a haircut! Thank you to Nikki at Ginger Salon for helping me feel pretty. 

Wilco - Either Way

I am ridiculously obsessed with this song as of late. 

The Tea Party

For real though... It seems everyone except the Republican party themselves have actually declared the Tea Party as a third body.

I'd like to congratulate them on weaseling there way in.

The Green Party and Libertarians should take some notes. They've been trying for how long.

The Strokes

There's been a solo dance party happening in my living room for about 30 minutes now. Well it started in the kitchen... but if you click the play button below you can experience a little of the same.  

Insanity or Enlightenment

What is this feeling that has my stomach in knots? 

I've never felt feelings quite like this.

Is it insanity or is it enlightenment?

Getting lost in the translation is the greatest part. 

Here are other fragmented moments of yesterday's adventurings with my good friend Jackie Jones. 

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Today

Today... Words don't do now. I'll try later. Maybe.

Just watch this. It sort of explains the current state of feels. Maybe. Somehow. 

New Sleepwalking Design

Our newest design, "Wanderer", is now available for preorder. 

Do You Ever Wonder?

Do you ever wonder how much space junk is really out there?!

Sometimes I imagine the equivalent of Saturn's rings in satellites.  

Also doesn't Saturn look awesome?

For real though... IT HAS RINGS!!!

Think About It

Sometimes I wish I could text Smoggie Catt.

Think about all the trouble that could be avoided.

I tell her everything.

And all those regrettable, drunk texts could be avoided if I could only text my best friend, Smoggie Catt.

Well... It's fun to think about at least. 

Go! Go! Go!

Making coffee, writing/signing contracts, replying to emails, listening to David Bowie, eating asparagus and eggs, reading books, paying rent: Go! Go! Go!  

Death Cab For Cutie

I don't know that I'll ever be able to listen and enjoy Death Cab For Cutie. I keep trying and it never interests me.  

I like Ben Gibbard in The Postal Service and actually really enjoyed a few of Death Cab's singles, but every time I sit down to try and take on an album I turn it before the first track ends. 

Maybe I'm just broken. Maybe they were overhyped. Maybe it's just going to take a little more life to pass before I get it. 

Snack Time

Coffee and carrot stick because carrots are like a healthier cigarette or something like that...