These will not be on show tonight:

So as most of you know, this week has been hell for me - the anniversery of a friends death, becoming estraged from my brother, my face meeting the sidewalk, and I’m also being weaned off meds which has left me weak and suffering from dizzy spells[I knew there were going to be side effects but this is comparable to coming off illegal drugs]. I called my doc and he put me back on them and I though I would be fine but I got dizzy spells a few times already today and almost fainted in the shower-which by the way is really scary.

I can’t do adult drawing because I’m afraid I can’t hold poses right now.

I’m really disappointed over this, I got a beautiful replacement but I wish I could be there because I love seeing girls naked and the triplets, I love the vibe of the event and being in a room full of talented people. Please go and draw/paint some beautiful images - all the info you need is here.

In happier news,

I got this little guy at the dollar store, I throw him when I’m angry and he lights up like a rave. It’s been pretty great therapy. Plus he’s cute. Also I managed to have dinner with Flax and Froggy yesterday evening and it was really good for me.

I will be making it to the Burning Angel book signing next week towards the end of the month though.

Again, sorry to disappoint regarding Adult Drawing but I promise you my replacement is a beautiful girl and you’ll probably love her more than me.

In other news listen to Joannas new hit:

How fucking catchy is this song? Im really regretting not going to Philly for the music video shoot!

What’s super ironic is that one “former” Burning Angel is running around claiming it’s so cool she’s part of the event because she isn’t a lame porn star or Burning Angel. Thing is she is a Burning Angel and that’s why she’s there. And isn’t the ’special guest.’ HILARITY!

Anyways lets get naked and draw!

Just remember some people have like really hard cheek bones to draw. ::eyeroll::

Hopefully the boys have some horrible ridiculous thing for me to do[am I going to the moon again?]. Or maybe I’ll wear a strap on.

Pictures from my debut party at Home Sweet Home on Christines blog.

And from Antwan.

I love this girl, I don’t see her enough.

Also I just smoked a cigarette and it made me sick…but it was so good at the same time…. I swear I’ll do this quitting thing right someday.

Last night I had an amazing dinner in the eclectic company of Bronques, Jules Kim[the owner of Bijules] and Gavin McInnes[formerly of Vice]. Dinner was at the amazing restaurant Llili. The food was amazing and the conversation better. I rudely had to cut out of dinner early because I apparently was late for my own party.

That I’m not going to talk about.

Anyways Bijules has what is probably one of my most favorite business cards ever. It has hair hanging out of it. So ill. Although I forgot to take it out of my wallet and it was werid having hair poking out of my Kate Spade while buying milk. Anyways I’ve been contemplating buying this necklace forever:

And I think I’m going to have to get it now. Fuck everyone who told me it’s weird to wear hair around your neck.

In other news, I need a vacation. Or a proper date.

I think I’m gonna end up going to my parents to “vacation.” AKA sunbath naked on their balcony and freak out the neighbors and drink free Paddys.

Ariel and I went out last night, spent most the night at Arlo & Esme, starting off with Miss Pac Man and dancing around… There were mad rude people there for some reason - just people who lacked the manners to say excuse me, etc … one guy was crushing Ariel and I told him he was crushing my wifey and without hesitation just shoots back “Well the she’s ugly anyways.” Whoa, whoa, whoa dude what’s your problem? Everything was fun otherwise though.

Around 3am we ran to HUGS for U.N.I.T.Y., the 90s dance party. Played skee ball and took sticky pictures. Cujo had sex with me on the skee ball.

After that we somehow went to an after party which confirmed the reasons that we don’t do coke. We’ve decided that for former addicts there should be fake coke bags they could carry around and when you get an urge to do some you open the bag and it just starts spitting out mindless coke banter.

Ariel and I spent today cleaning my apt … it’s super clean now and watching deaf girl porn.

Last nights look was good:

Underwear is the new outerwear.

And well pasties are the new nipples.

Last night I got married to Nicole, Ariel and Zach in the state of Utah.

I attempted to make it to the GBH 10yr anniversary at Webster Hall but I never got out of Brooklyn - much to the disappointment of a certain someone ;). Ended up partying at the Sweatshop Labor loft and Savalas…where Nicole got mad at the bartender but we don’t why, and she stole a glass from there.

Also we stared in being John Malchovich:

Home Sweet Home was awesome last night but the shoes I wore were so not conductive to walking:

Yeah no idea where that big scratch came from. And Roger is wearing PegLeg.

I wore a fresh red rose from my garden. And yesss no roots.