Tuesday, April 21, 2009

morning at the convent

The light is beautiful here, and the toast is pretty good, too.



Sadly (for them), the other residents get up each morning and put on normal clothes, so I feel pretty classy shuffling around in my Couch Jedi outfit. That's just how I roll: in sweatpants and striped socks and a sweater with holes in the armpits. Yes, I will come model in your runway show, and no, my one-of-a-kind designs are not for sale. The people who run the soup kitchen across the street invited us all over for lunch any time we please, and you know I am not above taking food out of the mouths of the homeless. Sartorially, I think I'll fit in much better over there.

For my concerned relatives and anyone else who's interested, I've posted photos of my studio, bedroom, and the kitchen I spent three hours cleaning here. My friend Laura from Santa Fe came to visit yesterday and gave the place her seal of approval; she also likes my Couch Jedi outfit, so clearly she has good taste and high standards.

9 comments:

  1. Hey- the convent is really cute! That is a pretty badass kitchen! I think now that you spruced it up a bit it looks nice. I don't feel so sad about it anymore!

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  2. perhaps i'm not allowed to ask, but could you give a clue about what "The Thing" might be about? Your post-it notes intrigue me. And I am sending you good writing luck vibes.

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  3. Yeah... I can't quite read those post-its. Are the blue Ellen-past, and the yellow Ellen-present? Or something...?

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  4. I think you should start taking prayer requests here in the comments section. I'm going to start with: Please pray that my grandma will go to church.

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  5. Are those grapefruit supremes on your tray or are you just happy to see Jesus everywhere you turn?

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  6. Martha Stewart be gone, who ever knew you could transform a space so nicely with tatty white bed sheets and a shower stool!! Very impressive. And the lovely nude above the bed...is she off for a baptism?

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  7. Q_Monroe, The Thing is a novel I've been working on since the dawn of time. On the eighth day God made me, and I immediately sat down and started procrastinating and agonizing over The Thing.

    J Quizzle, your nana's church habits are the least of your worries. What you want me to praying for is that you don't receive any unsolicited photographs from the composer.

    William, Those are grapefruit supremes on my tray, and you know I'm always happy to see Jesus. Last night we were visited by an actual priest and nun, which had me supreming grapefruits ALL. NIGHT. LONG.

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  8. ALL. NIGHT. LONG. almost made me spit my skim milk mocha with no whipped cream all over the world's coldest Starbucks. I'm yearning for a nice warm muff for my. . .hands. Also, the guy standing next to me apparently applies his cologne with a crop duster (to say nothing of the "beard" he has which consists of a rim of hair from sideburn to sideburn - but no actual facial hair anywhere else.) That too makes me want to spit my skim milk mocha with no whipped cream all over.

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