My name is Cyd
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I’m stalling.

Carmen Jones 2.0

Headed… um… out.

Headed… um… out.

What earth owns the dark orbit of my actions?

playtime.

I have a feeling these fuckers are definitely getting ripped tonight.

I have a feeling these fuckers are definitely getting ripped tonight.

Post-bailage backup outfit and plans:

- take things to the post office

- somehow get food things inside of my mouth

- idk… walk around? quest for the perfect coffee? wreck a shirt? buy a record? suggestions?

Last chance to try on/fix my dress for tonight.

45 min to get everything together before I have to be at the venue then it’s busting my ass for set-up & schmoozing until 11 PM tonight.


Philanthropy = the necessary evil that pays my rent each month

Old gnarly hoodie + completely destroyed ex-favorite shirt = bitchin’ new back patch.

yep. I win.

I have no idea where I’m going right now… but it’s bound to turn into somewhere, right?

I have no idea where I’m going right now… but it’s bound to turn into somewhere, right?

evil or …

evil or …

Home at last, shower taken, whiskey shots on the rocks & cider chaser ready… Bring it on Star Wars.

Home at last, shower taken, whiskey shots on the rocks & cider chaser ready…

Bring it on Star Wars.

Just got in and this is how my tights look now.

Just got in and this is how my tights look now.

Adios, kids! Time for me and my protestant whiskey shirt to find some trouble.

I guess pictures from Saturday are still showing up (?)

I guess pictures from Saturday are still showing up (?)

My favorite photo from last night

My favorite photo from last night

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