holy shit, you guys. posi, energized, and active charlotte is making her triumphant return… for the first time in like, months? years? who knows the last time i was truly optimistic. here’s what’s good:

+ the visions in feminism conference is finally coming together and it’s a beautiful thing. i love my fellow collective members. we have a happy hour this friday and a clothing swap coming up on march 18th. my life will be consumed with logistics until midnight march 24th. and i can’t wait? what is that, i usually hate ~doing things~.
+ i like everything i’ve been drawing lately. i like everything i’ve been writing lately. i can’t stress enough how big of a deal this is. i usually hate everything i create, without fail. but lately, i see myself in everything i do, and that in itself seems valuable and admirable — a reason to keep doing it.
+ i got a lot of great clothes at a fatty clothing swap this weekend.
+ the liz phair pandora station i have carefully curated never disappoints.
+ i am pretty committed to kicking my like, three hour a day tv habit. we’ll see how it goes. i am still going to watch my stories, though. i will always watch my stories.
+ i’m going to chicago on thursday, where i’ll get to see THE MOTHERFUCKING PROMISE RING and lauren, who i miss so much it physically hurts sometimes.
+ it’s gonna be spring soon. 

i’m content without a significant other or even the prospect of one. without a traditional school or career path. without my family’s approval or validation of my life choices. despite someone’s best efforts to fuck with me for the better part of three months.

gonna ride this mania wave as long as i can, because [SPOILER ALERT] we all know i’ll be low as fuck again, soon as my body resumes its regularly scheduled flow of negi-chemicals.