-ismo

G. has this fancy, slightly daunting design book on the back of his toilet called Minimalismo Minimalism, and I think that's hilarious. Obviously, the title refers to the text, which is bi-lingual (English & Spanish), but it just makes me laugh every time I see it. I often mouth-whisper "Minimalismo" as I'm flipping through it, doing my business, pretending I'm Mexican and mustachioed.

I have decided that this is going to be a very good weekend. I woke up in a caustic mood this morning, so I'm currently in the red, psychically. It's amazing how a night of relentless insomnia can crush and contort your soul. And of course, someone must have heard my little rain-dance last night because the dam broke today, and I was glued to my desk for 8 hours straight, organizing projects for the peeps at BITCH Magazine (who are actively working to stamp out the generational and ideological divides between the second wave, the third wave...all the various surging billows of feminism - it's about time!), Reading Frenzy, the IPRC, a couple of restaurants, and a few other loose ends to sweep under the rug until Monday. Now I'm enjoying the momentary solitude and feeling only mildly bad that I bailed on taking advantage of a free ticket to see Built to Spill (I never got into them, anyway).

Tomorrow I want to get up, grab an early breakfast at The Paradox (the vegan French toast made with applesauce wins) before the hipsters invade, do this "Urban Golf" shoot for GOOD Magazine, and then spend the rest of the day planting leafy greens and squashes for the winter.

Chow.